[Intro]
Oh my God, who’s this?
Solo album, cause I’m ready for ‘em
I’m just gonna tell them my story on this
Listen

[Verse 1]
Growing up I never had shit
Barely had money or that shit
I was always down to my last bit
Always needed cash quick
So I say fuck it, grab a man’s quick
Cause money slow in this rap shit
I can’t get a job and Feds always on my ass, shit
They always trying to lock me up
And I’m just trying to get some bucks
They always trying to set me up
And always trying to shoot me out
Down that road, to the ham
Free for duck on the can
My man told on my mans
Now my mans ain’t my mans
Hundred grand but he fold
Now he bar, cause he told
That ain’t law, no code
For that case to get cold

[Verse 2]
Shit old and lame
Why fuck n***as still hating
Every day I’m trying to be great
Try to put some food on my plate
Try to keep my momma due straight
And move rice outta state
Cause this shit full o’ hate
While forty stay on my waist
I aim it at a n***a face
Then let it spray like some mace
I always speak verse shit
These fake n***as can’t relate
I see the hate and envy
And I ain’t a killer, don’t tempt me
Scene on crime, no WInfrey
Doing 40 kilos no Disney, n***a love (n***a love)

[Verse 3]
I do this shit for the real man (for the real man)
I do this shit cause I’m tryna get outta this shit man
That’s real shit man (real shit man)
Shhh
Don’t trip man (don’t trip man)
Everybody gon’ make it out of love (make it out of love)

[Verse 4]
If you real, you real
If you real you gon’ recognise
These rap n***as and devil lies
These heavy lines on a track
They ain’t never talkin’ bout facts
They lying all they raps
They talking bout this and that
And they ain’t did nothing but run
Rotten n***as be bluffin’
Rap n***as be stuntin’
They do this shit for Twitter
Instagram and public
But improv and they suckers
And i put this on my muzzle (my muzzle)
(oh my gawd who’s this?)

[Verse 5]
Man look (man look)
A n***a can talk all the talk he want man (all he want man)
If you ain’t hear bout a niga doing som’n in the streets man (in the streets man)
That talk don’t leave his front porch half the time man (half the time man)
Man don’ risk your life over no skinny shit (over no skinny shit)
Don’t throw your life away over no bitch ass n***as (over no bitch ass n***as)
Let the real remain real (let the real remain real)
And may God bless (may God bless)
Big Bully III