[Verse 1] These haters wanna impede my grind before I reach my prime It's like I turned my face upside down, I'ma speak my mind What I look like beefing with you niggas? I don't even like swine And these rappers remind me of Siegfried & Roy, cause you niggas like lying So truthfully I don't fuck with y'all I ain't tryna hit the club with y'all Shit I even had to cut my cousin off Cause in the streets it's no love involved Won't hang with niggas, don't trust the broad And I don't like police So my wife gotta be a only child Cause I don't even wanna have a brother-in-law I'm too real for these fake folks Y'all the wolves in sheep clothing So I guess that makes me the scapegoat Like a screen door, you niggas stay broke From what the ho's say I ain't Cuervo For the Pesos we can go to war Like the Union soldiers in the gray coats My latest show at the Masquerade was the only time I sold out I can't hear you haters talkin' cause this weed we smoking is so loud These rap niggas go no style All they talk about is a dope house Poor child, you don't even know how to be real
Damn bruh just be yourself man You ain't gotta rap like these nigga These nigga flossin' and flawging anyway It's cool to be you cuz Fuck these niggas You feel me
[Hook] (x2) These niggas don't know how These niggas don't know how to be real These haters don't know how These haters don't know how I feel
[Verse 2] A lot of local niggas don't like me I be somewhere out of town on 'em Treat haters like trampolines When I seem 'em I bounce on 'em I don't smile in peoples face And when they leave talk down on 'em And if your so called friend was your fingers You still couldn't count on 'em Rather be broke being myself Than to be rich being somebody else Did it on my own, didn't nobody help Only God knows all the Os I done dealt Make a bad bitch put her nose by my belt Call me pool table, all the hoes I done felt Walked in the house, all the dope I done smelt I swear I done seen so much coke I could belch on the road to wealth See people cheat the game I just want the money, I don't need the fame So we already talking 'bout money You can keep your two cents shawty, we don't need the change Homie you ain't gotta be a street nigga If you wanna come around me and hang The only thing I require from you is loyalty and you got to be real
For real shawty, only real niggas around me We keep in one hunnid over here Better yet one thousand A lot of y'all don't know how to do that though Leggo