Real Talk

Lyrics

[Verse 1] All them suckers is against me so I'm cuddling this fifty I did everything for 'em, look at how them niggas did me Lash know what's up with me, if you need me just come and get me Fuck a bitch, all I need is my lawyer to represent me Evidently I'm a menace to society now They used to say we was a gang but we a dynasty now I see you Auntie, you been knocking that sobriety down Your daughter might still be mad but she gotta be proud Kept it a stack with a nigga who couldn't keep it a hunnid Showed him loyalty when he most needed it from me But the only time he hit me is when he needed some money Oh well, I'm bout to board another flight, leaving the country I'm getting to it but mentally struggling to get through it Lost my cousin a year ago today, this his reunion I'm fucked up, he was my biggest influence Now it's become my motivation to keep it lit in this music [Chorus] You wouldn't understand, I been on this road a minute Known for helping niggas out and having no incentive I just fall back from niggas now, I don't resist it Chopping game with my cousin K who came home from prison I've been tryna figure out a better way for my niggas Now I'm booking extra flights to every place that I visit Might have cut out on the meat, I'm still chasing this chicken And dropping albums back-to-back, ain't had a break in a minute [Verse 2] I became famous and I ain't done the shit that you did But I'll sacrifice it all for these two kids If I ain't the GOAT up in this shit then tell me who is I fall back and tell 'em "Shit you gotta know what you did" Said I was the realest shit but now we know I stay solid even when the people round me don't They say "Blow you the realest out the town we know" It ain't no way I could be rich and who around me broke I get a shirt up off my back, the shoes up off my feet If anybody had to sacrifice, it's usually me Don't post my life up on the Gram, I give it to you on beats So when it comes to real rap, who give it to you but me? I had to figure this shit out, it wasn't given to me I used to go and stay with friends, now they living with me We went 333, tryna fade on some trees To tryna own dispensaries, a tree named after me [Chorus] You wouldn't understand, I been on this road a minute Known for helping niggas out and having no incentive I just fall back from niggas now, I don't resist it Chopping game with my cousin K who came home from prison I've been tryna figure out a better way for my niggas Now I'm booking extra flights to every place that I visit Might have cut out on the meat, I'm still chasing this chicken And dropping albums back-to-back, ain't had a break in a minute