I gave you my real life no time to fake
I pray my brothers lock they exonerate
I pray these future kids we can educate
I pray my loved ones weak up medicate
Hoping you can see the real from the fakes
Hoping you could tell your dog from a snake
Hoping you could tell a fall from the gray bars
And these beasts got these streets going ape
Ayo, I stopped buying friends a long time ago
If you're not here to progress and grow, it's time to go
No judgment made us mind the dough go find some other hoe
Entitlement it's like a drug and make you fiend for more
I put in work for ten lifetimes but grind like I'm Po
That's why I'm happy to share it but you feel like it's old
And if I give to another, then you expecting more
And if I tell you no then all the love was all for show
What you know you plotting on me calling me your big bro
Thinking I don't know that you've been pocket watching on the low
Waiting for the perfect chance to maybe swipe a little dough
Telling yourself that you deserve it and don't even need it, though
I seen it all before next you say the work is slow
Then you say your mama's sick
I swear that you must think I'm slow
I'm stuck between letting you know and just letting it go
Watch out for them snakes in the grass they biting
Friend or foe?
I gave you my real life no time to fake
I pray my brothers lock they exonerate
I pray these future kids we can educate
I pray my loved ones weak up medicate
Hoping you can see the real from the fakes
Hoping you could tell your dog from a snake
Hoping you could tell a fall from the gray bars
And these beasts got these streets going ape
I got the streets getting gully with it penitentiary visits
Got me writing these scriptures
Got my own business now trying to sell lyrics but for digits
Something you gotta buy when you hear it
Type of sample you pick the label won't clear it
Type of drama you're in, your shorty won't hear it
Life is so vivid you could be your worst critic
Down on your knees trying to pray for forgiveness
Fake rappers make a few songs then they finish
Fake chickens, fake Gucci y'all riding spirit
Big L, Biggie, Pun, 'Pac They in spirit
Light L's blow the smoke out in the mirror
R.I.P Pimp C. R.I.P. Tupac. R.I.P. Shock G. R.I.P. Sean P
I'ma keep it all the way real we two solid two brolic
Watch me turn these $0.02 to $2
I gave you my real life no time to fake
I pray my brothers lock they exonerate
I pray these future kids we can educate
I pray my loved ones weak up medicate
Hoping you can see the real from the fakes
Hoping you could tell your dog from a snake
Hoping you could tell a fall from the gray bars
And these beasts got these streets going ape
