Real nigga
Real nigga
Real nigga radio
Aye, aye Sensei
Young nigga
The difference between you and the
Rest of these so called street niggas
You did your time like a G
Stood tall and never fold
The game been waitin' on you
Treat everyday out da cage
Like your first day home young nigga
Live while you're alive
I got status now
Got a bitch in Atlanta now
Was in the hood at granny house
Finna be gettin' a Grammy now
I counted 5 with my gloves on
Was on probation residue on that money
I had them drugs on it ass fat I rubbed on it
I put that pole in her walked up wit
That stick like a cane wit a old nigga
Kids in my hood admire me like a legend
Who said a millionaire nigga couldn't be a convicted felon
I moved my family out the hood to double car garage
I keep that glizzy run my city ain't no need to jog
He up that pump and he ain't squeeze he pump faked me out
Screamin free me out that cell my niggas wanna break me out
I'm swaggin like a pretty boy but I'm too G
Subzero wit dat .40 make a nigga freeze
Third letter alphabet i C my future now
Hear them niggas hatin from the bleachers, Gotta mute em out
Get off my dick I'm so true to this (yeah)
I'm so new to this (yeah)
I don't know who to pick
Was in my hood wit no where to go
I know they hear me on the radio I rapped in da box
Now I get paid to blow
I'm so true to this
To be honest I'm so new to this
All the labels callin I don't know who to pick
Was in my hood wit no where to go
I know they hear me on the radio rappin a box now I get paid to blow
I ain't no slime but I'm a young thug
She like Dora but exploring for the wrong love
But I can't trip about no bitch cuz that's now niggas fall
I'm 5'7 but I'm tryna stack my money tall
My goal to make it out the hood I'm shootin for the rim
I got some soldiers in my camp rest in peace to Slim
Trigg crippin but I still might buy em Red Bottoms
Tec just wanted to feed his family but the feds got him
They say I spit just like a prophet but I'm ratchet wit it
Can't do that show without that pole gotta have that ratchet wit me
I love my city but my city like a trap for me
They rootin for the kid I love to hear them clap for me
If you gon listen to my music listen when I speak
Like what's the reason goin to church if you don't hear him preach
Like what's the reason buyin a lawyer if you finna tell
Nigga I never spoke to Tom Brady I don't talk to 12 nigga no
I'm so true to this (yeah)
I'm so new to this (yeah)
I don't know who to pick
Was in my hood wit no where to go
I know they hear me on the radio rappin a box
Now I get paid to blow
I'm so true to this
To be honest I'm so new to this
All these labels callin I don't know who to pick
Was in my hood wit no where to go
Now they hear me on the radio rappin a box now I get paid to blow
Y'all got me fucked up nigga ya hear me
Y'all got me fucked up nigga,
10 toes down in that jail (fresh out nigga)
Ya hear me nigga kept my mouth solid on
Everything nigga (and we back at it nigga)
Came home nigga did that time back
To that bag back to that studio nigga
(Aye let me hear the whole thang)