Real Ones (Outro)

Lyrics

[Intro] I've seen real niggas turn fake I've seen real niggas turn fake over paper [Chorus] Shit killed me, bruh, I swear I thought you was one of the real ones You was takin' care of kids, nigga, how you don't feel love? I did a lot for niggas, niggas still ain't did nothin' Tell me, why they mad? Am I? I ain't goin' back, that was there last time Free my nigga Bob, free my nigga [?] Swear to God, bein' down done changed a lot Shit ain't stickin' to the knife have to change to [pots?] [Verse] Who done saved us now? Niggas played me, bruh I done probably got more gifts than my baby got Still catch me holdin' out, that's all I know Every night I pray to God that y'all come home Phones ain't rung since a nigga been gone Few [?] but nobody really rode Yeah, but they ridin' for us, huh? So many with me here, but they dyin' for us, huh? You feel me? Girl, you ever need a phone, tell them to bill me I ain't talkin' to your son and that shit hurt me, cuh Still the shit I would've gave, niggas worse than us Any time a nigga play, who the first to bust? Who run that Rolls to the East side? (Me) Couple new trials, still yellin', "Free mine" Yeah, who was good with you? I know it hurt, they gotta look up to a lil' nigga, rose Skelly on I ain't even banged it yet Won't let another nigga 'round who don't claim this shit You in your feelings, why? 'Cause a nigga famous, bitch? Glock 27 on me and I sling this bitch (Shh) [Chorus] Shit killed me, bruh, I swear I thought you was one of the real ones You was takin' care of kids, nigga, how you don't feel love? I did a lot for niggas, niggas still ain't did nothin' Tell me, why they mad? Am I? I ain't goin' back, that was there last time Free my nigga Bob, free my nigga [?] Swear to God, bein' down done changed a lot Shit ain't stickin' to the knife have to change to [pots?] Shit kills me, bruh, I swear I thought you was one of the real ones Takin' care of kids, nigga, how you don't feel love? How you don't feel love? Shit killed me