This is about real as it's gone get
Gotta feed the streets, they say they need some more sh**
Gangbanging Bibby, yeah, I'm back on my old sh**
Million needs n***a just because the flows sick
It's levels to this sh**, that 40 dig graves like a shovel on my hip
I get the work on my kinect all on my dick
Haters come around wonder how I make it flip
sh** as simple as this, Bibby got nicks and they look like dimes
Why the f** you think the fiends ain't hitting your line
Waste no time, it's show time, I'm gonna grind
I'm doing fine, these haters hate and I don't mind
Riding with the mack, curtains on the Ghost, I'm just hiding in the back
New street sweeper wipe your guys off the map
We the hottest out, y'all blind to the fact
Real n***a sh**, I ain't lying in my raps
Bibby spit raw, have your mind full of crack
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n***as gonna hate, never mind them of that
You can't be the only one behind all of that
10 K for my new watch, riding around with my new Glock
White shawn on speed just press through and get you shot
100 grand for my new spot, y'all n***as got the strip hot
I'll f** around and buy a new block
Call bro if you do rocks, I know some k**ers, when they see me they say what's up
n***as on that tuff stuff
That'll get you f**ed up, actually get you touched up
Money call him right now, shorty you done locked up
Gotta get my bucks up
You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you
Look at all the sh** that I go through
Look at all the sh** that I go through
You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you
Look at all the sh** that I go through
Look at all the sh** that I go through
See, I been thinking about giving up, n***as been switching up
They hating, they want beef but n***as ain't big enough
That's not what I rhyme for so I ain't got time for
Whenever I hit the stage all you hear is that encore
My money up, look at my chain, look at my car, look at my wrist
Look at my squad, you see them toys, look at our hips
n***as looking like they want us to spark some sh**
Until they found them boys slumped up in the yard and sh**
I used to hustle hard for kicks and sh**
Youngin' running around hitting licks and sh**
Now I sit down with the plug and talk bricks and sh**
I'm from the slums, man, how did I get to this
And it's 10 K for a show, n***a, and I'm straight from the go, n***a
Ask around, they know n***a, we come through, get low, n***a
I'm all about this dough, n***a, don't f** around with no broke n***as
I don't think they was listening but I swear to God I told n***as
You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you
Look at all the sh** that I go through
Look at all the sh** that I go through
You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you
Look at all the sh** that I go through
Look at all the sh** that I go through