(Verse : Meek Mill)
Green boots, real ^!$$% , in the jail standing tall like she kill ^!$$%
Are you scared, I know how you feel ^!$$%

It's like a full time job not to kill !@$@s
Had my hood hating now they came up
I don't know if it's the money or the fake stuff

Got me walking through the jungle with my flame thrower
Got around my juries since they want to see me chained up
Friends start to fall when you in a row

Model (*##$es turn to hoes 'cause a ^!$$% throw
Got them people taking pictures let a ^!$$% pose
Misaki pay for reading the script spin get shows

Poppin' bottles it sound like a mac-10
Better be soaked in it when I'm back in
I tried to court a milli on an aston

And I ain't got an album man I got these !@$@s falling off
I'm gone


(Hook x2)
Shout out to the real !@$@s, salute
And shout out to the real (*##$es, say what

I'm poppin' bottles with my real !@$@s
It's like a full time job not to kill !@$@s


(Verse : Ace Hood)
Yeah,bought a chopper for my problems that banana type
Seen a millie now it's hard for me to sleep at night

I'm the type to flug a rollie like there's no means
Barely all my !@$@s ball like I'm mister Clean
From the bottoms to the top I made it out the gutter

I'm 17 on every scene I need my bread and butter
Used to run the streets but not I'm running every summer
Right back on my bull%#@! like a Chicago lover

Feelings open and about that phantom on my @@#!y $$#
Know they hatin' I just tell 'em kiss the paper tags
You'll be with them pretty (*##$es favour stacy dash

Puff my rollie,cost me 80 that's gon' make 'em mad
Free my !@$@s Large, free my ^!$$% Cage
$#&@ the system yeah you know we on the same page

!@^%s love it when you drowning in that water dawg
Hate to see a !@$@ shining like some marmaro
Loyalty over royalty that's my camelot

We the best of lover on 'em with my $#&@ing boss
He just tell me murder !@$@s would think of holocaust
Killer high, the junkie in it what you !@$@s thought


(Hook x2)
Shout out to the real !@$@s, salute

And shout out to the real (*##$es, say what
I'm poppin' bottles with my real !@$@s
It's like a full time job not to kill !@$@s


(Verse : Plies)
It took a half of ill ^!$$% half the bank ^!$$%

If you want to whip #~!!@ ^!$$% blunt ^!$$%
And I put that red dot right what you think ^!$$%
Hood ^!$$% still went to bilincs ^!$$%

I'm on the ave ^!$$% riding in a curly $$#
You that talking ^!$$% you know you a #~!!@
A real ^!$$% real life, no rap %#@!

And I can promise you this ain't what you want (*##$
Dialed me and still ain't a real ^!$$%
'Cause I'm in the tubies and the gutter with the real !@$@s

When you see me in the field tell me how you feel ^!$$%
And we some kid to tell you that we the real ^!$$%
And they ain't telling none of my young ^!$$% to cheat a ^!$$%

We all shooters ^!$$% and all us on the pills ^!$$%
Ain't got a yacht ^!$$% the size of Shaquille ^!$$%
And before you try anything you better writer your will ^!$$%


(Hook x2)
Shout out to the real !@$@s, salute

And shout out to the real (*##$es, say what
I'm poppin' bottles with my real !@$@s
It's like a full time job not to kill !@$@s