Outro....Real Life
I'm aiming this one at them niggas
Who don't get the picture
U chose yaw own path boy
I chose to get these figures
Chasing bottles n models
U ran out of gas
Now u dusted n disgusted
Wit yo silly ass
Yea thats Some cold-hearted shit
How u played my hand
Smiling while u broke the rules
Such a silly man
But now the fiends having dreams
N they want me to support em
But they dreams don't include me
So nigga I can't support it
Sit back n peep the story
Of how a young nigga wit big nutz
Climbed out the forrest to the jungle
Swinging big nutz
Packed house
Livin like a mouse
Hard for me to sleep
3 niggas n my bed
Shit its hard to even fuckn think
Hard to breath
Wit another nigga foot up n yo face
Remember waking up errnight
Fightn for my space
Lookin right thru my nigga
And I can see em cryn
Heart getn cold as fuck
I know he must be dying
Fightn 4 the inside
Pushing me to outside
Would say I feel em
But his mommy n daddy
Just died
So I took the chastise
Hoping that he realize
That real niggas
Got vision
That he can't see pass
Had to stand up on yo brother
And later on yo sisters too
Wondering where it came from
Or what the fuck
Did I do
But now the coin flipn sides
N the side being told
By the one who never spoke
Bout things you'll never know
No longer speakn
Committed treason
But what's the reason
Steady lyin
But u n I
We know the reason
Head 1st
We baptized
Welcome to my way of life
I ain't no fan of this shit
This shit my real life
Lately been hearing
These bitch ass niggas
Tryn to be me
Steady been showing these niggas
Ain't no way
I'm undefeated
Not a stranger
To the danger
Just don't do the help
Shaky ground
I rather stand alone
All by myself
Had a funny feeling
That the business
Wasnt finished right
Livin wit that funny feeln
Hard for me to sleep at night
Heard I'm getn money now
They must be tryna to sue
But I done did this b4
So let me counter sue
Remember this lil bitch was tryn to stick me fa my riches
Flea flicker
Qb keeper
I gave that bitch the business
So many crosses
From my people
Got me scared to kneel
So many plots on the Rokk
That's y I choose to live
Incognito fa show
Grab my doe
N lets go
I grab my hoe
She grab her coat
We Close the doe
Blew smoke
Had so many people behind me
Seems they all lost they way
Waiting on Me to start shinning
So they can find they way
Hustlers ambition fully focused
Like 50
Semi-automatic
Rose to power Like 50
All on eyes on me
As I enter my fight
Knowing good n damn well
This could be my last night
Me n Tyson
Steady fightn
On which one gone come 1st
Took the signal
Easy mission
Load the missiles
Fuck it imma bomb 1st
Back to bizzness
On them niggas
Had to stand up
Earned every stripe pussy nigga
Betta stand up
Rest n Peace to Lil Bobby T
This one for U n Black
Just Me n Dogg
On the road
Burbans N Lacs
Players play on
I salute u while u ballin
But I'm still movin on
Coaching hustlers is my calling
Got that flame fa dem lames
Who say dat I B N they way
Say the blind lead the blind
Hope they all find they way
All or none behind this shit
I'm on my 3rd life
Hope u a fan of this shit
This shit my real life
Who don't get the picture
U chose yaw own path boy
I chose to get these figures
Chasing bottles n models
U ran out of gas
Now u dusted n disgusted
Wit yo silly ass
Yea thats Some cold-hearted shit
How u played my hand
Smiling while u broke the rules
Such a silly man
But now the fiends having dreams
N they want me to support em
But they dreams don't include me
So nigga I can't support it
Sit back n peep the story
Of how a young nigga wit big nutz
Climbed out the forrest to the jungle
Swinging big nutz
Packed house
Livin like a mouse
Hard for me to sleep
3 niggas n my bed
Shit its hard to even fuckn think
Hard to breath
Wit another nigga foot up n yo face
Remember waking up errnight
Fightn for my space
Lookin right thru my nigga
And I can see em cryn
Heart getn cold as fuck
I know he must be dying
Fightn 4 the inside
Pushing me to outside
Would say I feel em
But his mommy n daddy
Just died
So I took the chastise
Hoping that he realize
That real niggas
Got vision
That he can't see pass
Had to stand up on yo brother
And later on yo sisters too
Wondering where it came from
Or what the fuck
Did I do
But now the coin flipn sides
N the side being told
By the one who never spoke
Bout things you'll never know
No longer speakn
Committed treason
But what's the reason
Steady lyin
But u n I
We know the reason
Head 1st
We baptized
Welcome to my way of life
I ain't no fan of this shit
This shit my real life
Lately been hearing
These bitch ass niggas
Tryn to be me
Steady been showing these niggas
Ain't no way
I'm undefeated
Not a stranger
To the danger
Just don't do the help
Shaky ground
I rather stand alone
All by myself
Had a funny feeling
That the business
Wasnt finished right
Livin wit that funny feeln
Hard for me to sleep at night
Heard I'm getn money now
They must be tryna to sue
But I done did this b4
So let me counter sue
Remember this lil bitch was tryn to stick me fa my riches
Flea flicker
Qb keeper
I gave that bitch the business
So many crosses
From my people
Got me scared to kneel
So many plots on the Rokk
That's y I choose to live
Incognito fa show
Grab my doe
N lets go
I grab my hoe
She grab her coat
We Close the doe
Blew smoke
Had so many people behind me
Seems they all lost they way
Waiting on Me to start shinning
So they can find they way
Hustlers ambition fully focused
Like 50
Semi-automatic
Rose to power Like 50
All on eyes on me
As I enter my fight
Knowing good n damn well
This could be my last night
Me n Tyson
Steady fightn
On which one gone come 1st
Took the signal
Easy mission
Load the missiles
Fuck it imma bomb 1st
Back to bizzness
On them niggas
Had to stand up
Earned every stripe pussy nigga
Betta stand up
Rest n Peace to Lil Bobby T
This one for U n Black
Just Me n Dogg
On the road
Burbans N Lacs
Players play on
I salute u while u ballin
But I'm still movin on
Coaching hustlers is my calling
Got that flame fa dem lames
Who say dat I B N they way
Say the blind lead the blind
Hope they all find they way
All or none behind this shit
I'm on my 3rd life
Hope u a fan of this shit
This shit my real life
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Writer(s): Edgar Williams
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