[Verse 1]

Catch a n***a slippin I'll bust his dome
Police come then I'll run for my life tho (skirt)
If he black, I'll take his life
Police catch me with the gun I'll take a strike
Real n***a shit, ill fuck a n***a bitch
Break his happy home, do whatever to be rich
Police on my ass I threw the chopper out the window
If I see some enemies then I pull out extendo
Real n***a shit. I sold dope to my auntie
Then claim my lil cousins cuz they momma was a crack head
I stack bread I gotta get this money ain't no playin with me
Get dope by any means don't give a fuck about my family tree
Real n***a shit. Readin books, that's for dumb n***as
I put on for the hood and my slum n***as
Real n***a shit. Hundred thousand, don't invest
Spend it all at the Guçci store bitch I'm gettin dressed

[Chorus x 2]

Real n***a shit. This the shit that real n***as do
My n***as they was real n***as too
How it feel to be a real n***a?
How it feel to be a real n***a?
[Verse 2]

Don't want no smart bitch call that bitch a scrub
I don't wash my new born kid bitch I go hit the club (ballin)
If I see a black n***a ballin I'll book him fast
My son wanted to be an astronaut I whooped his ass
Son thinkin like that get no respect (none)
Wanna know his first words? (What?) On the set (thuggin)
N***a you will never dream to fly high
12 year old took him on his first drive-by (bussin)
Ay pop told my daughter don't be fuckin with no lame n***as
Find a thug or one them gang n***as
Real n***a who be bout that action
Baby daddy who fresh out he still bout that clappin
My son asked me for a book for Christmas, (what?)
But I wasn't at home I was outside bookin n***as
Santa suit (suit) big ol Mac in the black bag
Gucci belt reindeers max swag (thuggin)

[Chorus x2]

Real n***a shit. This the shit that real n***as do
My n***as they was real n***as too
How it feel to be a real n***a?
How it feel to be a real n***a?
[Verse 3]

If a black n***a come to my hood I let the pistol spark
I don't even like smilin man that shit's for marks (fuck no!)
Set all these n***as back, my Glock'll spray
N***a think he gonna make it out the hood, not today
Kill a n***a then be in church next day screamin "Jesus my idol!"
Believe in the Lord a hundred percent but I don't read the Bible (nope)
I just know God my savior he the whole sire
When I church I'm tryina fuck the whole choir
I got an urge for doin dumb shit
I coulda been a doctor, lawyer, but I'd rather hit the fun shit
You want the fade they gotta pick him up
Police want the fade I don't do nothin let em hem me up
Bail out next day like fuck the police I'm the freest n***a
Won't shoot at them ones but I'll clap it if I see a n***a
Police come it's pedal to the metal I be outta here
N***a come I hit him with he metal he'll be outta here
N***as talkin all that black on black peace shit
Please quit, nobody wanna hear that shit Sharif
Blowing reefer in the field n***a
This the shit that real n***as do