[Verse: Skeme]
Money, power, and respect
Come from time and grind
Can't inherit those
Real n*ggas rare nowadays
You gotta cherish those
No loves for fakes, rats and snakes
You gotta bury those
Fell in love with profits, I'm clockin
I had to marry those
Trust f*cked I'd rather taste M's before these scary hoes
f*ck these rapper n*ggas my dawgs I don't compare to those
My real life on wax I bring the facts and let you stare at those
n*ggas say they want some real sh*t
Well ok, there he go
b*tch we came from nothing to something to see
It make me look at impossible like it's nothing to me
My prayers with these street n*ggas who feel there's nothing in reach
Livin vicariously dawg and findin comfort in me
I mean that sh*t forreal
I signed my first deal, one hunnid thou straight off a mill
If you ain't stood in my shoes you don't know how it feel
I swear to god, swear to god, you don't know how it feel
I just bought a pint and cracked the seal
I'm in emmental
Wishing that these b*tches out my benz take these whip appeals
Put that on books for my n*ggas that couldn't get a bill
I was that n*gga back then and baby I'm that n*gga still
Yeah baby I'm that n*gga still
Eyes rollin up from that molly (can't even keep em still)
f*ck a thousand dollars my n*gga (spend that on b*tches heels)
How you n*ggas claiming you players but never hit the field
Type to stay they ten toes down (and dip when sh*t get trill)
Who? Ain't that sh*t the truth
I don't want too much of nothin dawg
Just the sh*t that's due
Just the sh*t that's old
These streets'll turn a n*gga heart cold
And minds froze
Spent them rocks on my clothes, them b*tches chose
Take a glance at my pockets my n*gga (them b*tches swoll)
I'm boolin' bickin' back, whippin that Rolls (?)
I came up under them G's my n*gga, that different code
We get that bread, stack it, re-up and go get some more
That's all we know