Meek Mill - sh** n***a lyrics

Yeah, see real n***as come first cuz we made to respect and we do what we want in these streets And dope boys come second cuz money make the motherf**ing world go round And fly n***as come third cuz he might ain't got no money but he still could pull the baddest b**h in the building k**in these streets n***a Treat the motherf**ing ghost like a grand marquis Walk up the leash, 20 deep and we order a feast I come straight from the ghetto, I'm ballin hard as I wanna And I'm thankful as ever, that we ain't out on a coma There been d**h in system, hear the ref with the whistle Cuz these s**ers is fowl, they disrespect us, we hit em n***as claiming they real, they wishing their gang official They got me out in the field, a n***a back on his grizzle Going hard with the hammers, my n***as all in the slammer n***as want catch me slippin but I don't walk in banana I'm outchea strapper than velcro and no I don't sell dough But I spit that raw sh**, it's like I sell coke Put one in your hand n***a, like right where the shell go Got one in a chamber yea we on point like your elbow Bulletproof range when I pull and shoot things Hit em close range, let em feel the blue flame Every month I buy a new car, a new chain And I don't never f** no bummy hoes then count the loose change Real n***a come first (first) and dope boy come second (second) Fly n***a come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words) I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that sh** bad for my nerves) Real b**hes come first (first), fat b**hes come second (second) Freak b**hes come third and I keep birds all in my words I got purchase all in my system and apple juice in my syrup And these s**as talkin this money sh**, y'all n***as got some nerve I try to keep my b**hes all on lay away (lay away) And if you f** me good you getting paid today (paid today) That's 40 on my wrist, you caught me 80k And I ain't got no ice in it, rollin out the light tinted So these n***as see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti) I get what I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie) n***as hatin on me (on me) Know they wanna pin me at the table with my n***as, he is locked in with linguine And that p**y smell like Fiji Boy, I just go swimming Everything but foreign from the porches to the women Up early in the morning, with the c**a, tryna flip it Nigas say they want the money but they don't want go and get it That's why real n***a come first (first), dope boy come second (second) Fly n***a come third and I was out there on that curb With that mailbox so in close with me, I'm picture red that I'm worth Talkin late nights you don't play right, that kitchen wearin that work Go! Real n***a come first (first) and dope boy come second (second) Fly n***a come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words) I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that sh** bad for my nerves) Real b**hes come first (first), fat b**hes come second (second) Freak b**hes come third and I keep birds all in my words I got purchase all in my system and half a juice in syrup And these s**as talkin this money sh**, y'all n***as got some nerve