Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga radio Aye, aye Sensei Young nigga The difference between you and the Rest of these so called street niggas You did your time like a G Stood tall and never fold The game been waitin' on you Treat everyday out da cage Like your first day home young nigga Live while you're alive I got status now Got a bitch in Atlanta now Was in the hood at granny house Finna be gettin' a Grammy now I counted 5 with my gloves on Was on probation residue on that money I had them drugs on it ass fat I rubbed on it I put that pole in her walked up wit That stick like a cane wit a old nigga Kids in my hood admire me like a legend Who said a millionaire nigga couldn't be a convicted felon I moved my family out the hood to double car garage I keep that glizzy run my city ain't no need to jog He up that pump and he ain't squeeze he pump faked me out Screamin free me out that cell my niggas wanna break me out I'm swaggin like a pretty boy but I'm too G Subzero wit dat .40 make a nigga freeze Third letter alphabet i C my future now Hear them niggas hatin from the bleachers, Gotta mute em out Get off my dick I'm so true to this (yeah) I'm so new to this (yeah) I don't know who to pick Was in my hood wit no where to go I know they hear me on the radio I rapped in da box Now I get paid to blow I'm so true to this To be honest I'm so new to this All the labels callin I don't know who to pick Was in my hood wit no where to go I know they hear me on the radio rappin a box now I get paid to blow I ain't no slime but I'm a young thug She like Dora but exploring for the wrong love But I can't trip about no bitch cuz that's now niggas fall I'm 5'7 but I'm tryna stack my money tall My goal to make it out the hood I'm shootin for the rim I got some soldiers in my camp rest in peace to Slim Trigg crippin but I still might buy em Red Bottoms Tec just wanted to feed his family but the feds got him They say I spit just like a prophet but I'm ratchet wit it Can't do that show without that pole gotta have that ratchet wit me I love my city but my city like a trap for me They rootin for the kid I love to hear them clap for me If you gon listen to my music listen when I speak Like what's the reason goin to church if you don't hear him preach Like what's the reason buyin a lawyer if you finna tell Nigga I never spoke to Tom Brady I don't talk to 12 nigga no I'm so true to this (yeah) I'm so new to this (yeah) I don't know who to pick Was in my hood wit no where to go I know they hear me on the radio rappin a box Now I get paid to blow I'm so true to this To be honest I'm so new to this All these labels callin I don't know who to pick Was in my hood wit no where to go Now they hear me on the radio rappin a box now I get paid to blow Y'all got me fucked up nigga ya hear me Y'all got me fucked up nigga, 10 toes down in that jail (fresh out nigga) Ya hear me nigga kept my mouth solid on Everything nigga (and we back at it nigga) Came home nigga did that time back To that bag back to that studio nigga (Aye let me hear the whole thang)