[Hook: E-Bang]
My momma used to tell me don't believe them songs
'Cause real life gangsters don't live that long
And I know, and I know
All the young n*ggas fake and they don't wanna be real
'Cause all the real n*ggas either dead or in jail
And I know, and I know
[Verse 1: E-Bang]
Now pops told me get a [?] for him and put to rest
Moms told me get a real job and be a success
My n*ggas told me hit that weed, pop that tec
The b*tches be like "Bang, you ain't rollin' yet?"
Now moms told me be humble, pops told me I can't
My n*ggas told me ball out and go hard in the paint
And that there'll drive a sane man crazy
I made lemonade with the lemons life gave me
[Hook: E-Bang]
My momma used to tell me don't believe them songs
'Cause real life gangsters don't live that long
And I know, and I know
All the young n*ggas fake and they don't wanna be real
'Cause all the real n*ggas either dead or in jail
And I know, and I know
[Verse 2: A-Wax]
[?], youngest daughter's twelve now
Hard to be a father when [?] still has you held down
All of us were heaven sent, but some of us are hell bound
I've been f*cked up ever since they taught me how to sell pounds
Take away narcotics, sh*t, I might've had a scholarship
Instead of trusting people with some work they don't know how to flip
Bustin' at my enemies we accidentally shot a b*tch
Accidentally shoot a b*tch you find out who ya partners is
All that sh*t we did, "I feel resposible," my momma said
Gangbangin', sellin' dope, bribin', did all kind of sh*t
Goin' to the [?] would help me see like an optometrist
Broke so many hearts along the way, a couple promises
I recall when we were young and dumb, a couple novices
Wantin' credit for it so we brought people to watch the sh*t
Never factored in the fact that people like to talk and sh*t
People get to talkin' and the police come to lock up sh*t
[Hook: E-Bang]
My momma used to tell me don't believe them songs
'Cause real life gangsters don't live that long
And I know, and I know
All the young n*ggas fake and they don't wanna be real
'Cause all the real n*ggas either dead or in jail
And I know, and I know
[Skit]
[Person 1]
Bruh I'm tryna tell you, ever since this motherf*ckin' piano done showed up, everythang be f*ckin' up, we gotta get rid of this motherf*cka
[Person 2]
Uh... [?]