Real or Fake Lyrics

People would come at my

People would come at my neck and then tell me I'm selfish

So I put my pride to the side

I'ma just wait for the day that my brothers'll ride

But I know my brothers'll ride

Used to be down on my lonely ain't no one believe in me

So I would stay in my lane

Everyone told me that I ain't have nothing to lose

But I ain't have nothing to gain

Used to stop fucking with people, but I know them people

And I know that people can change

I used to shoot for the stars and then aim for the moon

But they told me stay in my range

I used to literally go out my way for these niggas

But they was not doing the same

And I'm still fucking with hoes that be down in the hood

But I guess I'm stuck in my ways

I know that I got some problems, I know it's a problem

But I guess I won't let it get to me

I got a couple of bitches that think they still fuck with me

They don't mean shit to me

I got a couple dollars, so the OGs told me that I had to keep a smith with me

I wanna fuck a bad bitch

I just hit a little Britney, now I want a Tiffany

When I was seven years old, I told mommy and daddy

That I'ma be great and that I'll be the voice of these niggas

I had to grind and grind and grind again

To make a little way for these niggas

I did it time and time and time again

And now it's too late for these niggas

How you gon' love me? You know you a killer

Yeah, yeah

You either for me or you ain't

You either real or you fake

I threw the old dreams by the lake

I know the homies can relate

We know the ops creep, but we mob deep

If you pop me, there's your fate

You cannot stop me, there's no way

And if you owe me, better pay, yeah yeah

I'ma keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin

So girl, how you say you ain't run with us

How the fuck you gon' say you ain't fuck with us

Are you stupid have you even done enough

But I must be trippin', I heard you ain't wanted some

Shoulda put out your hand if you wanted some

How you thinkin' you know all my ordeals

Me and all of my brothers want warm meals

How you say you be packin' with no steal

How you callin' me pussy but won't kill

Tryna rat on my brother, but no deal

Standing strong in the paint like I'm O'Neal

How you got all the talent with no skills

I'm not even a killer, I might kill

I'ma tell them I made it like Mike Will

Come and speak to me, uh

Back off, cause you all in the way

Chris Paul, but I dunk in the paint

Walk in, ain't got nothin' to say

Drip hard when I run in the rain

Been hot for a couple of days

Hot topic, I feel like the Rays

Up top, I know nothing'll change

Deep pockets, I still got no change, yeah

Niggas be movin' so shady

I ain't fuckin' with it if it's maybe

Got an African shooter like KD

He ain't fuckin' with you if you lazy

Told them I'd be right here and they ain't see

I be movin' so fast that they can't see

I don't know why these bitches so angry

Call of Duty, can't fuck with my K/D

You either for me or you ain't

You either real or you fake

I threw the old dreams by the lake

I know the homies can relate

We know the ops creep, but we mob deep

If you pop me, there's your fate

You cannot stop me, there's no way

And if you owe me, better pay

You either for me or you ain't

You either real or you fake

I threw the old dreams by the lake

I know the homies can relate

We know the ops creep, but we mob deep

If you pop me, there's your fate

You cannot stop me, there's no way

And if you owe me, better pay yeah yeah