Yeah...
(You know sh**'s real... when it's real)
"I need too"....
"I need too"....
Roll - up
State to state without ah tour bus....
I done rock mo' stages than you rock kicks...
All that talk about cash, and you anit got sh**...
I guess you fake it to you make it....
Like a lot of y'all do....
Risk taking ...
Yeah, now whats the opposite of trill....
It damn sho' ain't ah record deal...
You sell ya soul for a what if....
Like a alcoholic only want one fifth..
You need to read between the lines...... and ain't talking c**aine
Yeah, you shamed of your own name...
So now you try to switch ya style up...
You be sounding like the next n***a...
Who already sound like the next n***a...
The sh** starting to look real fruity...
Like a chick with a fake booty...
Fake b**bs... fake lips...
Yeah y'all n***as on some fake sh**...
So i remain in my own lane...
See if you can try to keep up...
sh** the odds of that is real slim...
Cause you too busy getting finger f**ed..
Now whats the opposite of Hip Hop...
When they hop on the train to be hip...
Dog, i think i miss my ride playa...
Yo, my footing must of slipped... cause
"I need too"
"I need too"
Roll up....
"I need too"
"I need too"
Roll up....
5X (REPEAT)