Aiyo, INS, yo, niggas talking real stupid, again Nigga, you what it is, nigga How you gonna stop the real, nigga? It's Nigga, fuck is wrong you niggas Is you or something, let's go
Aiyo, go against House Gang and the war In the streets we asking who you handling for Wave my hand have you faggot niggas the floor Scarface, shower scene, blood and the chainsaw
Shells hit your car, tear your off Beef got you like the faggot niggas in steak sauce What you think I bought all these and apes for Shotgun pele timey, dumping your boy
Baby, it's a jungle, I got taste for estate cards, plus keeping my safe full La Banga, Donnie Cash, I'm catching a for Duct tape your face, then, empty your off
got more than 8 balls, you just a running back Play the front line handoffs Fisk, ready for the stand off Five grams, half a man, watch me get that man off
Real shit, we trying to get a mil Son try and block the shots, right the steel clip Click, go and get clique Crews, squads, 'em through I'm so soulful, flow like a do
So love me, I live like a swinger too Niggas to play in the game I some ringers through Go ahead, say my name, the to look for drama I snatch chain, test out your body armor
My like Jeffrey Dahmer, I eat niggas You running rappers, I get money with street niggas I put fire to leech niggas, homey with cheap liquor Burn unit see the
C.S.I., S.I. chief in peace La, cut 'em like a pizza pie I need paper, cop cars, I don't drive I am not a rapper, nah, I don't even
Just speak life stories, that's on format So I use these fake ass rappers they was doormats Taylor put in work, no So I don't file taxes, I just my way through
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
Born with the struggle, used to for crums Filling in the building front, thugging for ones Full clips fly, nicks, dimes, to pump clips fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son
City boy on the corner, I was so So the drama, I embraced it with arms I'm trying to shake the fame, hoping I can the chain Everyday the same, who am I to make it
When my niggas risk it all just to the game And the youngings going through it, trying to play the Through the rain, through the fire, by desire Cynthia son, forgive me for the sins that done
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
Stop the real, You only feel me if you walk the road Talk the same Still dwelling in the hell, and find a time to make a The few who escaped with to find a safer zone
I ain't waiting for Obama, never doubted him, I'm of him He real, he'll spend a couple mil' in the housing Seeing is believing, my vision is 'Cuz I ain't seen nothing I heard, really but words
The bottom line, I'm stuck to the curb Sky but it wasn't the sherm, really nothing but herbs I risk it all for the Even if it's war the law, I won't pause
I can't, won't, stop, I ain't got an off switch Dying trying to it, just to get a small part of it My is sick type that you don't want problems with Rolling seventy mack trucks, what's stopping it?
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
You gots to be kidding my niggas, I too hard Fought too long, I'm on my own two