Real Life

Fear no enemy, fear that fake friend that hug you
They ain't for you always acting like they love you
They don't love you but, when you got it they gone love you
But when you break when you fold they gone duck you yea

Momma on that crack he trapping he needs shoes for his feet
All he know is them streets, ain't no food he gotta eat
And he always keep his heat, bet not run up it ain't sweet
On that corner ditching school he then turned into a beast

Yellow tape, mamas crying, it's just a morning, wake
Borned and raised homicide on the morning day
Bodies drop here probably more than babies born a day
Sons and daughters dying, all the families torn away

In them streets it's like a jungle nigga, I'm from the jungle nigga
Where niggas want you gone royal rumble nigga
On that corner you gotta play defensive bet not fumble nigga
You bet not fumble nigga yea

If they take wanna ours we take theres we reimburse
We just want them to feel our pain yea cause we been hurt
I done took so many Ls it just felt like I was curse
Life been better now yea but I'm still expecting worse
I ain't had shit had to get it out the dirt my auntie she ina hearse
My momma always at work we ain't worried about no cable
We waiting on that check on the first feel like my body going numb from swallowing all these perks

And it's funny how they judge me but I'm still maintaining
Gangbangin we ain't gang bangin but don't get caught up in the mix cause this shit get very dangerous
I guess you wanted some clout so we just gone make you famous nigga

Bottom nigga we come from the bottom nigga
Where young niggas killing with no father figures
Them kids won't see they mom again because them hallows hit them
Tryna over come the pain could be hard swallow nigga

It's a bird, it's a plane no it's a 40 with a beam
Red dot on his head he thought it was a dream, now all you here is screams
All this for some green, now his body in a casket while his mama watch it gleam

See how niggas do you when you start getting that cheddar
How you survive in the jungle he be moving yea so clever
Fronting how I'm living stunting for bitches I can never
Real street nigga gotta follow that code through whatever

I seen niggas froze up when them bullets strayed flying with my own eyes
I'm just tired of my niggas dying you can hear my soul cry
I know they wanna bam me like I'm role tide

I been to more funerals than graduation
Don't discuss cheese with a rat these niggas fabricated
Niggas a sink the whole shop cause you activated
I speak that real shit ain't no exaggerations

I speak that real shit ain't no exaggerations



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Writer(s): Gfm Manny
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