Yeah, nigga, real life shit
Every day, all day, it's real, nigga, 33rd O'Dwyer's,
Wild 30s, nigga, Coney Island
Brooklyn, murder festival,
OTR officially, the realest
Life of gang, nigga, broke safety
Me and the motherfuckin' building,
Yo, yo, it's money to be made,
If you sittin' on your ass,
I only split funds, homie, with my day ones
If they fuck with, I don't fuck with,
I remember them cold days,
Twenty of us outside, all pushin' cocaine
Now it's gross pays, cold pays, nigga
smokin' crack in the room
As a kid I slid down steps
I remember countin' bread
This shit was stolen, man,
I'm actually tellin' the truth
Oh, gettin' topped from a thot
And stories I save for the album,
The ghetto kid, ghetto child,
Out my window seein' hella guns,
Back then I was strugglin',
a nigga got his bread up now
Red bone, fat ass with the pretty lips
you save niggas that shoot you
Coney Island, Brooklyn, Rewild,
And it's foul when you die alone
That's why me and my niggas
startin' families and buyin' homes
or send texts through expired phones
I remember when we ain't have a Benjamin Felt like it would never end,
Mello did eight and said he got another ten
I said, picture yourself in that cell
But he don't hear nothin',
my niggas been shootin' since
snipin' niggas' moms off the roof
Like they deer huntin', steel pumpin',
crack the pregnant bitches
Well, shoot up your function,
this is Diesel in the Needle
Gotta shoot up the function,
fatigues and constructions
Since it was The Confidence
had a CD from Confidence,
Kenny, Mems, George Burns,
fuckin' even fuckin' Ian Solomon.
Nigga, when he used to come
They were both in front of the liquor
You know, what up, we got CDs,
He's like, I don't got those.
but he had a bunch of famous
I want the shit back, I want the real shit,
I want the hood shit back in the day,
you feel me, and I still cop them shits,
I cop both of these shits,
you feel me, I always, every time,
I used to fuck up all my shit,
so every time I seen them
I had to buy a CD, damn fuck that CD,
all the time, all the time,
there was a time I was young,
and I was in the bathroom,
man I was probably like 17, 17,
And every time I smoked weed,
it was a George Burns and them song.
was called Roll That Like That.
Roll that like that, pass that,
Roll that like that, pass that.
I'll play that song and like my
And I'll be in the bathroom,
smoking in the bathroom, clogging it up.
I had niggas in Florida, son.
like, yo, who the fuck is them niggas?
Pauly introduced me to Nems.
Pauly, the first time Pauly said, yo, Nems, it's a big fan,
son, it's his birthday today.
Nems jumped out the cab, nigga.
Halfway out the cab, his body.
Happy birthday, my nigga,
fuck your life. -hoo -hoo -hoo!
I couldn't even say nothing.
Nems just said happy birthday to me,
Like, that shit made my day, nigga,
And then Pauly was like, nigga,
you wanna chill with that nigga?
Me and Pauly got mad coke and shit.
Told him what I had on me.
He's like, what's going on with you?
Look, he was coming to my crib,
but we got into a scrap and shit.
You was there performing that night,
But I'm definitely Coney Island