...And That's Real

A nigga gone feel how he feel
We came bearing the gift of real and that's real
Sit bacc and open ears
As we veer near places most fear yuh hear me
The power of the team comes from each individual player
The power of each individual player comes from the team
And we came here to work out
Ace holla at em

How the pen glides across the loose leaf surprised that I ain't lose sleep
Living in this concrete jungle is not a small feat
Feeling like I'm curse me sons I think I'm Bruce Lee
Asking the Lord for the rain to come when I'm thirsty
Cause ain't no jobs paying what a nigga need to live
In and out of family court I just wanna see my kids
It's 30 in the cig another 20 in the Tec
And you'll never have to see em if you treat me with respect
I ain't playing I'll spray em, niggas know what I'm about yo
Have ya momma running to ya body in a housecoat
Lay em out cold, why they wanna bring that out me
When all a nigga tryna do is take care of his family
Risking our freedoms for short term gains
And accept that shit like just part of the game
Learned some thangs from Sun Tzu about the art of war
Had me sliding on niggas like socks on marble floors

And that's real
The art of war says He who wishes to fight must first count the cost
Get wit us or get lost
Get money to get even
Keep breathing its another day unless the call is a DOA
Matter fact, imma let my homie tell yall what he got to say
Doa

Jet windows and weed grown indoors
My money talking louder, speaking in crescendos
I got it uptempo ain't give up no info
The Ville to Tempe my ten fingers touched P's
I made notes and I ain't even have to touch keys
Guess I'm a composer better yet a grower
Grew up not older cuz I stay fresh
Bitch I'm flash frozen these other picks molding
Hot like my shots stolen
Keep hits Rollin, Copper but my tips golden
Slim hips bulging from a pistola
They using Crayola's while I'm carving out boulders
Pops was a solid rock how'd he get a roller
Mom's was a lover nigga how she get a soldier
Strapped up like new borns in a twin stroller
This life colder than dry ice u don't play it right
My nigga lost his life playing dice

And that's real
Thug in peace T Redd
May your name ring forever
And ever
Rest in peace all the soldiers and free all the guys
It's the tries that end up getting you to the ultimite prize
Cant surprise open eyes, and we wide awake
Ali

Everybody cant play that's how it's always been
Sometimes you in the way but you don't know like the garbage men
Use to pull up on em jump and dump like we the garbage men
Way before the NFL had thought about a targeting
Bargaining wit who I'll be an owl or increase my pile
Already made a plate for later Imma eat right now
Been around like jimmy buccets I'm wit the heat right now
And we gone paint the city Redd rest in peace right now
Niggas hated on me, bitches slept on me
Feds did me bad, Family checced on me
Nobody recced on me, the system set me up
You got the nuts to hit the road and even think of setting
Up all gas no lettin' up, Nigga what
I look at life in a different way
And imma always take the job if its better pay
I used to meet em at the pumps at the better way
Now all I'm seeing in my future is just better days

And that's real