[Intro]
I'm real life n***a
I do this shit really n***a, really
In real life my n***a
That's my word
That's my word
Real shit, half a mill with no deal
I'm rich n***a, I'm rich n***a

[Verse]
I pray for better days, caught bodies out in Chevrolets
If I slid through and they hit him he got grazed
I was young [?]
Kept a gun on my lap
Underfed, all they gave me was scraps
But I'm up, [?] looking at stacks
Most of these n***as be rats
They did time and they don't wanna go back
Trying to rap, spitting that bullshit ain't none of it facts
I sold crack real good but I had to relax
I had to clap the same n***a that was fronting me packs
I felt like he violated and was holding me back
He was crushing up his weed 'bout to break down his wrap
I pulled out the grip slowly then I blew off his hat
I had to clap his man too cause I knew he a rat
N***a let me take you to school
Man there's rules in the trap
You fools be thinking y'all could just hop up in the streets
Get jammed that's when these n***as turn into police
Get shot, those pussy n***as turn to the police
Run the block man, y'all pussy n***as better run from me
Run the block man, y'all pussy n***as better run from me