Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, blaow [Verse 1] I hate faking-ass frauding-ass niggas 'Cause I am a realist Talk like they 'bout it, but know they ain't with it Was from the hood, but you not in the trenches Not with the shits, nigga, I was a witness Niggas is bitches Quick to jump up and start voicing opinions But not in position, just got in ya feelings You niggas is tripping What am I missing? Can somebody mimic? Play that shit back from the start to the finish 'Cause I do not get it, this shit is ridiculous It's all just a gimmick Philly, wake up 'cause the violence is senseless Talk it, I live it's all from the muscle I'm getting, I'm getting [Verse 2] Tough love give me motivation, I don't condone in snaking Back biting or pillow talking, that's y'all niggas favorite Brought up around young Gs, little niggas, y'all need saving Guidance on y'all path of life, no knowledge taught in these days Everybody be out for self, that's all I keep seeing Black lives matter, but it's a lot of Black crimes in these streets Kill or be killed, that's the type of nonsense these streets teach Fuck what I'm saying 'cause they ain't trying hear me preach Trying to see me squeeze, hammers bring me heat Brought up on charges, want me facing life, in knee-deep Sabotage my manhood 'cause I don't follow, I'm leading I'm boss they king me, they king me, they king me