(feat. Dona) Aiyyo, real *************z live off of principles If you want it bad enough, I'ma give it to you If your ************* ain't faithful, then ************* him too I don't trust to many *************z, just roll with a few East New York, flooded with Bloods I took care of responsibilities before I turned to Dove They quick to judge when they see me in the streets but ************* 'em Yall don't really live like me, in the hood like me With crackheads and ****fiends unconditionally I show love to the *************z whose real with me and reality friends is hard to keep I can't trust nobody in the industry, mother*******s don't want to see Dona eat I never been the type to panic, fall under pressure in dispair and vanish [Chorus x2] Respect me, I'm respect you *************z ain't stupid, they know who to step to Don't get it twisted, if you feel something handle your business Real *************z recognize realness For years I've been waiting for this moment My feelings wrapped up in this moment, I can't control it Driven by something bigger than a dollar sign And momma always said make best of the worst times For the first time, I see *************t clearly Writing at the table with captain crunch and dairy(?) Dare to be nothing like them, they turned their backs on God And he gave his only son, am I'm the only one whose keeing it real We struggle everyday just to eat a decent meal Keep a roof over our heads and over dead prez, they shooting at our heads And either way, our children suffer from lead You don't want to see me make it Rather see me dead/but real ******* do gangsta things I do whatever ************* to feed my team [Chorus] Seven days out of the week, I'm on my j-o-b Little to know sneak(?), my fam gotta eat ************* trying to get by, we multiply In my hood everyday a young ************* dies Its a blessing to be alive, hungry to get these pies I drop versus, *************z feel deep inside No question, its a respect thing, I'ma keep it real with Tims and Pepe All the money in the world couldn't change the way I think Streets are watching every move I make These *************z are fake always coming at you wrong Brownsville still going strong Friends become enemies, ************* you never been a friend of me Always pretending to be my closet friend Like I'm stupid enough to let you in [Chorus]
(feat. Dona) Aiyyo, real *************z live off of principles If you want it bad enough, I'ma give it to you If your ************* ain't faithful, then ************* him too I don't trust to many *************z, just roll with a few East New York, flooded with Bloods I took care of responsibilities before I turned to Dove They quick to judge when they see me in the streets but ************* 'em Yall don't really live like me, in the hood like me With crackheads and ****fiends unconditionally I show love to the *************z whose real with me and reality friends is hard to keep I can't trust nobody in the industry, mother*******s don't want to see Dona eat I never been the type to panic, fall under pressure in dispair and vanish [Chorus x2] Respect me, I'm respect you *************z ain't stupid, they know who to step to Don't get it twisted, if you feel something handle your business Real *************z recognize realness For years I've been waiting for this moment My feelings wrapped up in this moment, I can't control it Driven by something bigger than a dollar sign And momma always said make best of the worst times For the first time, I see *************t clearly Writing at the table with captain crunch and dairy(?) Dare to be nothing like them, they turned their backs on God And he gave his only son, am I'm the only one whose keeing it real We struggle everyday just to eat a decent meal Keep a roof over our heads and over dead prez, they shooting at our heads And either way, our children suffer from lead You don't want to see me make it Rather see me dead/but real ******* do gangsta things I do whatever ************* to feed my team [Chorus] Seven days out of the week, I'm on my j-o-b Little to know sneak(?), my fam gotta eat ************* trying to get by, we multiply In my hood everyday a young ************* dies Its a blessing to be alive, hungry to get these pies I drop versus, *************z feel deep inside No question, its a respect thing, I'ma keep it real with Tims and Pepe All the money in the world couldn't change the way I think Streets are watching every move I make These *************z are fake always coming at you wrong Brownsville still going strong Friends become enemies, ************* you never been a friend of me Always pretending to be my closet friend Like I'm stupid enough to let you in [Chorus]
