That's real %#@!
Real %#@!
Real %#@!

My ^!$$%, that's real %#@!
Real %#@!
That's real %#@!

My ^!$$%, that's real %#@!

They say you can't keep a real ^!$$% down long

Is that right?
Go and tell that %#@! to the homies locked down
That ain't coming home, with no commissary, no damn phone

And that's life, the story of a lot of my ^!$$%s
Same old sad song
And they wonder why I'm this way

Well, I'll tell you
You put trust in a mother$#&@er, mother$#&@ers always fail you
So I learned not to expect %#@!

Except %#@! to go my way
And when it don't I go sideways
I go a-wall for four, five days before I hurt someone

I'm working on my temper
But I swear the world is working on my temple
My ^!$$%, it'll make you wanna murk someone

And I wish I could remember when it was all so simple
But it was never at all so simple, was it?
I reply it wasn't, cause it really wasn't

I had it hella hard, which was half as hard as half of my cousins
Now I go twice as hard cause my life was hard
And half of y'all wasn't

I live a thug life, I should tat that %#@! to my stomach

So I roll up and I ride out

I ain't none these (*##$ $$# ^!$$%s
These ^!$$%s, they hide out
Not me, I load up and I ride out

I ain't stunting these (*##$ $$# ^!$$%s
They ain't what I'm about
And that's real %#@!

That's real %#@!
That's real %#@!
My ^!$$%, that's real %#@!

That's real %#@!
That's real %#@!
Real %#@!

Hell yeah, my ^!$$%, that's real %#@!

Finely


They say the good ^!$$%s always die young
And I hate that

Lot of real ones gave they life and it ain't no trade backs
And I say that to say this, I can't quit
If I do Imma end up just like them, same %#@!

So I peel off like paint chips on the highway
Gotta take trips so I die paid with a space ship
$#&@ working that slave ship, Imma keep doing my vaguest

Treating bad hoes like they ain't %#@!, cause they ain't %#@!
I don't understand your language if it ain't cash
It's Spanglish, I live fast and dangerous

All I know is gangstas, I been going through changes
I don't really see the same %#@!, well I do
But I'm almost certain I don't see that %#@! the same as you

So I came to do what I came to do and get the $#&@ on
I don't need no new friends, probably just something to $#&@ on
I put in my 2 cents tryna get a buck back

And Imma do everything but quit
Hell no, $#&@ that, $#&@ that


So I roll up and I ride out
I ain't none these (*##$ $$# ^!$$%s
These ^!$$%s, they hide out

Not me, I load up and I ride out
I ain't stunting these (*##$ $$# ^!$$%s
They ain't what I'm about

And that's real %#@!
That's real %#@!
That's real %#@!
My ^!$$%, that's real %#@!
That's real %#@!

That's real %#@!
Real %#@!
Hell yeah, my ^!$$%, that's real %#@!