[ Featuring Don Warbucks ]
Y'all niggas go pack y'all shit
It's real life takeover
Real life, nigga, real life
I'm a king so I do what I feel like
The gun stalkin', sparkin', keep yo ass walkin'
Outlinin', chalkin'
Put the money in my hand, a hunnid bands
Or y'all get stuffed up in a hunnid cans
Hunnid bullets, no Cliff jam
Call me crazy like the Son of Sam
Niggas askin', "What's his problem?"
I'ma a monster, your dreams I'm haunting
'Til my son, he ain't hungry
I'll be damned if you go to bed tonight starving
So proceed with caution
Or get hit with the Larkin
All my stuff gettin' auctioned
And I know deep down in my mind that this ain't what mother taught me
And this ain't what mother bought me
Nine milli in your back, open
Grey cardigan, jukin', soakin'
This life, nigga, I ain't chose it
This crib, nigga, I ain't write it
Just roll it up, spark and light it
Nine milli on my side, united
Only real niggas gon' survive it
Kids hungry, they ribs touching
Nigga, that's real life problems
Get my mask, I'm 'bout to rob somethin'
Nigga, that's real life problems
Put the fifties and hunnids inside
Nigga, that's real life problems
Do what I say and leave witcho life
Nigga, that's real life problems
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
Lord knows I don't wanna do a homicide
But I'm raised in the streets and I'm certified
And I'm going for mine, yeah, I'm on my grind
It's hammer time (brrap)
Why you tryna make it hard for a nigga?
Maybe get a better life, get a job for a nigga
I got a lil' sum'in, gotta pay babysitters
I'ma go ahead and get it, ain't no time to be settin' up
No waitin' on minimum wage
If I don't get mine, everything gon' blaze
With a goon or chef, I'm a certain trade
No donut life, everything ain't glazed
Mama ain't raise no fool
Don't let me lose my cool
Gotta keep my son in school
Any man or goon I'ma use them tools
I'ma get mine, bottom line, any time
Rain, sleet, shine, any job I apply
It's Bed-Stuy, either do or die
Gotta go get it 'cause I'm a man with pride
I'm a Don, respect me
And life's quick, don't test me
It's my account where them checks be
I snipes just like Wesley
You ask me why I resort to this
Like you dumb niggas never took a thought through this
I got real life problems, unfortunate
And that's why I aim where the fortune is
Kids hungry, they ribs touching
Nigga, that's real life problems
Get my mask, I'm 'bout to rob somethin'
Nigga, that's real life problems
Put the fifties and hunnids inside
Nigga, that's real life problems
Do what I say and leave witcho life
Nigga, that's real life problems
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
Lord knows I don't wanna do a homicide
But I'm raised in the streets and I'm certified
And I'm going for mine, yeah, I'm on my grind
It's hammer time (brrap)
Kids hungry, they ribs touching
Nigga, that's real life problems
Get my mask, I'm 'bout to rob somethin'
Nigga, that's real life problems
Put the fifties and hunnids inside
Nigga, that's real life problems
Do what I say and leave witcho life
Nigga, that's real life problems
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
Lord knows I don't wanna do a homicide
But I'm raised in the streets and I'm certified
And I'm going for mine, yeah, I'm on my grind
It's hammer time
Grrat