(feat. Dona)
Aiyyo, real *************z live off of principles
If you want it bad enough, I'ma give it to you
If your ************* ain't faithful, then ************* him too
I don't trust to many *************z, just roll with a few
East New York, flooded with Bloods
I took care of responsibilities before I turned to Dove
They quick to judge when they see me in the streets but ************* 'em
Yall don't really live like me, in the hood like me
With crackheads and ****fiends unconditionally
I show love to the *************z whose real with me and reality friends is hard to keep
I can't trust nobody in the industry, mother*******s don't want to see Dona eat
I never been the type to panic, fall under pressure in dispair and vanish
[Chorus x2]
Respect me, I'm respect you
*************z ain't stupid, they know who to step to
Don't get it twisted, if you feel something handle your business
Real *************z recognize realness
For years I've been waiting for this moment
My feelings wrapped up in this moment, I can't control it
Driven by something bigger than a dollar sign
And momma always said make best of the worst times
For the first time, I see *************t clearly
Writing at the table with captain crunch and dairy(?)
Dare to be nothing like them, they turned their backs on God
And he gave his only son, am I'm the only one whose keeing it real
We struggle everyday just to eat a decent meal
Keep a roof over our heads and over dead prez, they shooting at our heads
And either way, our children suffer from lead
You don't want to see me make it
Rather see me dead/but real ******* do gangsta things
I do whatever ************* to feed my team
[Chorus]
Seven days out of the week, I'm on my j-o-b
Little to know sneak(?), my fam gotta eat
************* trying to get by, we multiply
In my hood everyday a young ************* dies
Its a blessing to be alive, hungry to get these pies
I drop versus, *************z feel deep inside
No question, its a respect thing, I'ma keep it real with Tims and Pepe
All the money in the world couldn't change the way I think
Streets are watching every move I make
These *************z are fake always coming at you wrong
Brownsville still going strong
Friends become enemies, ************* you never been a friend of me
Always pretending to be my closet friend
Like I'm stupid enough to let you in
[Chorus]
(feat. Dona)
Aiyyo, real *************z live off of principles
If you want it bad enough, I'ma give it to you
If your ************* ain't faithful, then ************* him too
I don't trust to many *************z, just roll with a few
East New York, flooded with Bloods
I took care of responsibilities before I turned to Dove
They quick to judge when they see me in the streets but ************* 'em
Yall don't really live like me, in the hood like me
With crackheads and ****fiends unconditionally
I show love to the *************z whose real with me and reality friends is hard to keep
I can't trust nobody in the industry, mother*******s don't want to see Dona eat
I never been the type to panic, fall under pressure in dispair and vanish
[Chorus x2]
Respect me, I'm respect you
*************z ain't stupid, they know who to step to
Don't get it twisted, if you feel something handle your business
Real *************z recognize realness
For years I've been waiting for this moment
My feelings wrapped up in this moment, I can't control it
Driven by something bigger than a dollar sign
And momma always said make best of the worst times
For the first time, I see *************t clearly
Writing at the table with captain crunch and dairy(?)
Dare to be nothing like them, they turned their backs on God
And he gave his only son, am I'm the only one whose keeing it real
We struggle everyday just to eat a decent meal
Keep a roof over our heads and over dead prez, they shooting at our heads
And either way, our children suffer from lead
You don't want to see me make it
Rather see me dead/but real ******* do gangsta things
I do whatever ************* to feed my team
[Chorus]
Seven days out of the week, I'm on my j-o-b
Little to know sneak(?), my fam gotta eat
************* trying to get by, we multiply
In my hood everyday a young ************* dies
Its a blessing to be alive, hungry to get these pies
I drop versus, *************z feel deep inside
No question, its a respect thing, I'ma keep it real with Tims and Pepe
All the money in the world couldn't change the way I think
Streets are watching every move I make
These *************z are fake always coming at you wrong
Brownsville still going strong
Friends become enemies, ************* you never been a friend of me
Always pretending to be my closet friend
Like I'm stupid enough to let you in
[Chorus]
