[Intro: Jay 305]
Yeah! What's happening?
First of all, I'm Westside Jay 305 right here with my n***a, Ty
Going down this road we come from, South Central and all
Seen a lot of bullshit
Through the bullshit, we fell into politics
From politics, we trying to get rich
Being a real one, you gotta stay on your grind
You gotta stay being a man, you gotta stay having a plan
But back to the bullshit, fuck the bullshit
These n***as don't know - fuck you hoes
Bitch!

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
These n***as don't know, these n***as really don't know
What it takes to be a real one
Cause I ain't never snitched on a n***a
Never put a bitch over my n***as
These n***as don't know, these n***as really don't know
What it takes to really be the man
I put on for my city
Look how many n***as got on with me

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
These n***as ain't nothing
These n***as just bluffing
These n***as just started getting hoes
And still ain't got no money, tho
These n***as still renting cars
That Lamborghini ain't yours
Tell me why n***as front
Homie, let me teach you how to stunt
It's realness over millions
You n***as fake it 'til you make it, tho
It's love over money
Won't put a bitch over my n***as, tho
Yeah I done seen a lot of fake shit
This bitch ain't bad, she basic
These n***as ain't saying shit
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
These n***as don't know, these n***as really don't know
What it takes to be a real one
Cause I ain't never snitched on a n***a
Never put a bitch over my n***as
These n***as don't know, these n***as really don't know
What it takes to really be the man
I put on for my city
Look how many n***as got on with me

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
It's the young and acquiring, got 'em all inquiring
Working extra late to get that early retirement
Taking vacays when my mind needs a rewiring
Everything I want is not a want, it's a requirement
She asked how much publishing I made off of my BMI
And even though she gave me TNA, I told her TMI
I'm living the life you read about
Lately, I've been drinking and taking vitamins, hoping it evens out
N***a, what you know about grinding straight for a thousand nights
Before I hit a home run, swear I had a thousand strikes
Chilling with bad bitches, taking naked pictures
Fuck a thousand dollars, she gonna do it for a thousand likes
Goddamn, it's crazy what a cold bitch could do for hot sand
It's crazy what a young bitch will do to old men
For her own car, own Benz
Then lie like, "Y'all fuck?" "Naw, we just hold hands"
These n***as don't know
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
These n***as don't know, these n***as really don't know
What it takes to be a real one
Cause I ain't never snitched on a n***a
Never put a bitch over my n***as
These n***as don't know, these n***as really don't know
What it takes to really be the man
I put on for my city
Look how many n***as got on with me