Scotty ATL - Conversations On That Brown lyrics

[Verse 1 – Trinidad James] Still got a real job, still got real problems Lost all of my hoes, they say that work was the problem I sat back, thought Like I just started rhyming Even though I been grinding, so what's up with this timing They say that anything that's worth it is worth waiting on And just cause a n***a wait don't mean he waiting long So n***a what you waiting for, and what you hating for You ain't a real n***a, this ain't a game homie, so what you playing for You ain't got to talk to me, you ain't gotta like me But respect me, you gon do And a n***a on the track with me, he gon respect that n***a too And naw n***a we ain't kidding, and naw we ain't best friends It's a real n***a on the same sh** that I am, b**h! [Hook] Respect is never given n***a, it's earned And if you don't respect a n***a, then burn Listen to my mistakes, and you might learn Real n***as never rush, they wait their turn Real n***as never rush, they wait their turn I said real n***as never rush, they wait their turn Respect is never given n***a, it's earned And real n***as never rush, they wait their turn [Verse 2 – Scotty ATL] Respect is all that I ask, something brown in my gla** We hitting every event, really wasting my gas I'm looking for [?] street, praying hoping and wishing That somebody would have a minute to pull up a seat and listen Was rapping but then I quit, wrapped up in all the sh** Not many rappers get out a few miles of the city limits And half them n***as be lying, half them n***as not who they be saying they is That sh** will having me hot I grew up in [?] more, n***a beat it [?] Instead of that Facebook and I'm tired of twitter who*es I'm kicking the sh** with Chain, we were chopping it up If n***a wasn't even rapping we would kick it with you boy I go hard in the paint, no Waka but I'm sold on the Fact that I'm the truth, other words man I'm cold And I'm tired of this rap sh**, flicks act whack sh** Smile when you see me stab a n***a in the back sh** [Hook]