[Intro: Iyeball]
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Alright
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[Verse 1: Iyeball]
Me and my n***as live and die for honor
But a n***a 'bout cried when I face your honor
Real n***as don't cry, I was raised like that
But a n***a tell a lie to keep his pride intact
But I'm on some this is me
And I'm on some fuck that
I'm a man, when I leave
I ain't never coming back
But the way a n***a think
Put him right back in the trap
Everything they came and took
This is how we get it back

[Verse 2: Jerreau]
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Me and my n***as never cry about a dollar
But fight over a dollar if you take bread from my mouth or pockets
I got homies sitting on meals like it's food in they chair
I tell 'em don't pass the bread
Gotta make my own ends
All my n***as, I'm inspired by them
I'm from the ground up like lightning
Until it's a piece for the whole team like the Vikings
No money, mo' problems but you can't throw bread at it
This ain't a food fight it's real life
Real like the shit I don't write

[Bridge]
God damn, my life, my sins
On a never ending mission, just to get these ends
Real n***as don't die, we multiply by ten
I pray to Lord, bless my soul for my sins, amen
I'm just layin' back (back)
In the cut (cut)
Blowin' O's (O's)
I finally arrive (arrive)
These hoes see me, they hit the flo'
My n***a I'm good (good)
So good, I'm good to go
Real life shit, day and night
Jokes on you, we still alive

[Verse 3: Iyeball]
Hell of a man
Grandson, second to my father
Ain't a n***a like me, still missing my mother
Wish y'all n***as could see, my caller ID
How thirty thousand dollars just pop on this screen
Shit, seven million dollars for a view you can't see
And they still wonder why them n***as trying to be we
That's me and my n***as
Y'all n***as gone see
How this 20/20 vision got 'em paying these fees

[Verse 4: Jerreau]
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NY summers, LA winters, Miami nights, celebratory dinners
We in Zuma talking life
Gold bottle, bucket of ice
Made it this far
This something right, now I gotta do it twice
Fuck ya life
It's been like that for a while
N***as ain't fucking with it
Cause it no n***as allowed
Only women, no pictures allowed
No talking allowed
These n***as running they mouth
Till you run in they mouth
Now what we talking about

[Outro: Jay Swifa]
We out here
My n***as no turning back
Till death do us part
Cut from the same cloth
N***as gone hate
Nothing to it
I wish 'em well
Never let 'em tell you how to live
Do what you feel
Motivation, told my fam', be patient
On my way in a minute
Can't complain, cause I live it
So much pain, but I get it
Another lane, then I switched it
In the paint, post and pivot
Fuck if they don't see my vision
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