You know how these niggas is, stay out the streets, Durk Before you end up like your uncle, on a T-shirt But if I find him with that slime, he gon' be pencaled I'ma make sure that that 30 wet him like a swim suit And yeah, I can never lie 'bout real rap With them real niggas who was here a couple years back All these new niggas say they filling up all spots [?] you see the small dots, bigshots I pray the lord that the judge get my daddy back Lil nigga raised in the streets [?] Niggas tried to blend me in the streets, but I ain't having that Lighting up the blocks in the city, faster than camera snaps All these new niggas, describing me in they raps Saying that they hittas and killers, nigga, be yourself You think it's all fun and games, til you meet with death So throw them sets up for them real niggas, hittas left Watch your friend, they the one that fuck you in the end Loyalty is everything, I take a case for all of them Even in a jam, I take a case for all of them Even though I got a child, loyalty what brought him here July 161, [?] the days I would skip 'Cause if it did, [?] be right here Shit, and you know I can't let that Glock spit Even if I got a body, I can't let that Glock sit Fuck a bitch, I body me a slut too Free Lil Charls, [?] and my nigga [?] Shit, I wish I never meet that black suit Man, I got the city on my hand, no Papoose Two cups, sipping on that grape juice Never sip and take a nap juice I'm on one I'm doing hits on everybody, and you gone one