[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Mother fuck this industry
God bless my enemies
Too many lame n***as try’na speak
Till they find a beat, it don’t bother me
But um
Any n***a can’t rap, get him out ASAP
Talkin’ about their trappin’ again
Hopped in the booth
I’ve been the truth
Got proof
Guess who was the popular kid?
Ya it’s me in a drop top with a Glock out
Pop shots in the back of your head
Aimin’ at your esophagus
Don’t count on survivin’ the lead
See I’m so pissed off to the litter
Like a flow with the riddle
Let her ass cheek giggle
Ima dog and I’m all in the middle
Fuck her, ran her, got balls all in ‘em
What!?
Damn ma’ can’t call up a n***a
Bust that real fast for all of my n***as?
Gotta man? Well it’s fuck that n***a
I’m good anywhere like I’m SunPassin’ ‘em
God damn my flow so amazin’
Ask renegades, they can quote that statement
Your bitch wanna have my babies
N***a fuck you, pay me

[Hook: Ace Hood]
Ok it’s money over them bitches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin’ outta your ass
You’re gonna need a little more than them stitches
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them heavenly skies
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
I don’t really think you n***as get it
Ima decorate your face kind’a like an upholstery n***a
It’s getting’ kind’a real up in this motherfucker
I don’t think you really even should approach me n***a
Lay down motherfucker you ain’t heard what I said
Why you try’na play me closely n***a?
And now you wanna talk?
I’m already about to die while you stranglin' and really try’na choke me n***a
Tell a n***a that I cut a n***a till you see the white meat
But I don’t really eat poultry n***a
Fuck it, it don’t matter anyways
Cause you know you’re about to lay up in a box kind’a cozy n***a
Look
It be gettin’ kind’a bafflin’ to me
When a dude be actin’ like he know me n***a
And then I had to let it go
A couple of friendly reminders
Till they get to sink it in your meat slowly n***a
Hit a n***a for their shit
Make a n***a strip down, bare
Yogi n***a
I know it’s unbelievable
Well bitch, ya betta believe it
It’s the ones that know me n***a
Beat him like the boy owe me n***a
If you watch, whoopin’ like a ceremony n***a
And when I’m finished with him
Go and get his little bitch
Let her blow me n***a
I wanna cry for you friend
Why ya try to front when you've got so much to lose
Problem is that I’m the one to show you the truth
And talk about you when a n***a get in the booth
You n***as betta know the deal when I come through
Better learn or you gonna feel
And by they way shit is lookin'
Shit done got real
Shit done got real

[Hook: Ace Hood]
Ok it’s money over them bitches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin’ outta your ass
You’re gonna need a little more than them stitches
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them heavenly skies
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Ok it’s money over them bitches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin’ outta your ass
You’re gonna need a little more than them stitches
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them heavenly skies
Shit done got real, Yela got-