Keep It Real

[Verse]
Yuh, they ain't keeping it real
Bitch I been in the field
Half a million worth in jewelry, and I ain't got a deal
Told the hoe to keep her pussy, just keep bringing me bills
All this molly in my body boy, I can't sit still
Handgun with a scope, she on my dick 'cause I'm dope
Yeah I'm fresher than soap, don't want your bitch 'cause she broke
Blood I'm god in the ghetto, wet the hood like the pope
Speaking on me on the 'net, when I catch him he smoked
Blood it is what it is, these niggas all of my kids
Home invade a nigga crib, we be fracturing wigs
I don't talk around thesе niggas blood, I know they the pigs
They bе acting like they not, but I know that they is
You be chasing niggas down blood, I started that shit
If I catch him at the light blood, I'm parking and shit
If you from the other side, you ain't hard as the clique
Tell your hoe to open up and see how hard I can get
Throwing 30s out the window, we don't pull up in rentals
We be walking niggas down I'm from South Sacramento
If I want you then I got you, I don't do accidentals
You know the mobb niggas smurkish, better check out the memo
We be on niggas tops, disappear 'fore he drop
Got a drum on the Glock, you better not come on the block
I'm from the 'jects, you get stripped just for rushing the knock
He thought he had me 'til I aimed and started busting my Glock
I'm as real as it get, .308s gon' flip
Just for thinking that you sick, bullets rip through your whip
On parole riding dirty, stash spot with a stick
I can't let a sucka do me like they did little Bris
And I stand on that, dog I mean that shit
I was very disappointed when I seen that shit
Let a nigga play with me, the whole team gon' blitz
And hit your hood all year, letting machine guns spit
Everyday is a ball, you ain't seen what you saw
Had to cut niggas off, 'cause they wasn't my dogs
Pull up on you, get to clapping like a round of applause
He was moving out of pocket 'til I put him on pause
I'm caught up in the streets, over cooking the beef
My mama hoping I don't die, she saying prayers for me
Niggas hate the way I shine, they sending haters at me
And saying it's money on my head, they putting paper on me
But I don't think that's enough, I been calling your bluff
Been stepping on your homies 'cause they not that tough
Finally knocked your nigga down, I guess he ran out of luck
Whole team having money bitch, we all Bank'd Up
It's an eye for an eye, so if I die then you die
If my mama cry, your mama cry, you know how we slide
Homies playing both sides, had to cut off the guys
I'll probably have to kill my brother, element of surprise
Dog this street shit cold, it's a long dark road
If them people come and get me blood, I will not fold
I don't trust a lot of niggas 'cause the colors they show
Snakes vouching for snakes, them niggas been got exposed