[Intro]
Where the people fighting for the real ones
Excuse to end the rest and that's some real shit
They tryna milk a n***a like a mac cow
And I would never go for the bullshit, Lord
Where the people fighting for the real ones
Where the people fighting for the real ones

[Verse 1]
Tired of pussy n***as tryna cop out
Don't say my name, we ain't got shit to talk 'bout
I'm the reason you say everybody know now
Everybody wanna know how you're a hoe now
I kept your little secret kept it held down
I told you keep your hits then you sold out
Getting visits from that bitch I flown out
I know you know yourself you should know better
You ain't really shared blood but its shared n***a
Wouldn't have you singing on them hits n***a
Let this be the last real shit
What kind of n***a tell a man be a bitch
Lord

[Outro]
Where the people fighting for the real ones
They tryna milk a n***a like a Mac cow
Where the people fighting for the real ones

They tryna milk a n***a like a Mac cow
And I would never go for the bullshit, Lord
Where the people fighting for the real ones
Where the people fighting for the real ones
Lord