Real Talk

I do what I do and it's all for yall
Gave him two to the chest and the problem was solved
With no jersey on my back and no nikes on my feet
I don't run with no pack, because I know the streets
 
The few that I fuck with are real motherfuckers
They logically look at shit, fuck being someone's sucker
I mean these bitches can walk up into any fucking block
Hell give them two weeks and they'll have shit on lock

I'm not talking corner block, but take it that way if you must
Let's find out who's running shit and who do they trust
If the CO's are bringing, let's get in on that shit
Break in on the game and then trick that bitch

Anything that they need my boys outside can supply
And anything found in our house can always be denied
Remember never fucking snitch, regardless of where you're living
If your ass is found out, you don't have long with the living

Wait a minute let's rewind this shit, back to the fucking tip
Seems I fucked up and let the motherfucking ending slip
Seems this piece caught me in the middle of mental slumber
This shit was supposed to be counted off by the motherfucking numbers

Rule number one, don't trust anybody but motherfucking self
Rule number two, the beef isn't over until I'm the only one left
Rule number three, snitches never sleep, so don't tell anyone what time you creep
Remember everybody's trying to cut a deal, and a pig isn't the only animal that squeal

Stay true to the game and keep your mind on your grind
And if you're looking for I Is Me, I'm not hard to fucking find
I'll post pics and give you my motherfucking address
But if you're looking for Me bitch make sure you're wearing a black dress