Real Niggas

When I die bury me with all the real niggas
No charity I gave the game to my lil niggas

They outta touch I'm outta reach I don't feel niggas
Couldn't do the deal I can't deal with cha

I be worried bout my daddy he be stressed out
Turned the navigation off I took the best route

Hard to hold it all in when you the best out
I survived but somehow I'm feeling left out

Kinda crazy how remorse ah really haunt you
Now everybody know ya name and wanna flaunt you

Look at how we came up
Everything changed we the same us
Yeah the big dog still the same pup

Keep the fake from round me
I started the wave it can't drown me
Niggas in the circus tryna clown me

I lost a lot of weight but I found me
Big dawg no wonder why they hound me

I make the songs for the real niggas
That wanna be better for they lil niggas
Never sipped lean or pop pill niggas
Ain't gotta be hard to be a real nigga

I make the songs for the cool niggas
Pick they daughter up after school niggas
Smile on ya face with a tool niggas
That you hope you never have to use niggas

I'm just trynna be myself these days
Feelin' like I'm never really felt these days

If you was in the hot seat you would melt these days
I could never use a belt these days

See my daughter and it hurt me I aint better
I'm selling shares and the profit is forever

They like when they do this? Nigga never
I'm doing this shit 'til my seats patent leather

I'm retiring my pops in a year nigga
This the window to my soul
Is it clear nigga?
You hear the whistle on the ring
I'm here nigga
'22 is my muthafuckin' year nigga

I make the songs for the real niggas
That wanna be better for they lil niggas
Never sipped lean or pop pill niggas
Ain't gotta be hard to be a real nigga

I make the songs for the cool niggas
Pick they daughter up after school niggas
Smile on ya face with a tool niggas
That you hope you never have to use niggas



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Davidson, Larussell Thomas, Jared Grace, Christina Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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