im who i claim to be a real nigga wout a doubt there aint no changing me until i die or i tap out niggas claim to be but aint what they say they bout i practice what i preach listen up ill say it loud u niggas fake to me ill point you hoes out in a crowd it aint hard to see but hard for you to stand your ground. changing lanes on me till i pull up and lay you down you claim to be a king but where u at show me a crown you either real or fake it aint a mystery you either really real or really history it aint a thang to me to put you hoes on blast acting fake as fuck how long you think that act gone last i live for the day cant dwell on the past this all comes naturally i could teach a class my life a movie scene 93 octane gas dont hold ya nuts on me ya girl she wanna smash ill have her begging plz wanting me to tap that ass it all comes easy see you wont get her back. u know i move that D just watch me run this pack i run it easily just watch me run these laps. call a blitz and see how i add up these sacks because i keep it G and take out all the trash i got integrity thats what u nighas lack so talk that cash money shit we can take it there if its up its up u aint got a prayer. or we can ashoot it out and empty clip for clip and in the end well see who really bout that shit like ive said before ill scream it to the end and always feel this way fuck a part time friend it aint no mystery you either really real or really history it makes no sense to me how you made it thru this life acting fake as fuck go ahead and lay it down bitch ill pick it up and ill wear the crown