For the real ones Lyrics

You don't got no where to go yah

Its like you left me stuck and i cant cope wit it

Try to help understand this real nigga so just roll wit it

You can't comprehend cus you dont really face reality

Time for me to let the people know im not a tragedy

You dont gotta care about my struggle dont feel bad for me

I was fired from my job so i made a way for me to sell some weed

And i dont really make excuses cus

My pain is bleeding on my sleeve

I was looking up to you

Its like you looking up to me

How you bragging on some views

And you aint even got deal.

Its like we all against each other

We can really get a mill

Its like they only pay attention

When your feed is full of mentions

They don't know your full story

They wasn't there in the beginning

And that's ten thousand hours

To perfection its a giving

Every L is Lesson turn my lessons into winning

And thats cash nigga buy your mom a crib

Watch her smile you done did it

Manifest to breaking records

Put my name up the guinness

It aint yo time yet

Get better yo business change yo mindset

Just under you gotta redirect yo dialect

Dry yo tears and be humble

You aint grind yet for the real ones

We was broke i shared beds with my cousins

We thought the shit was normal we aint trip about nuffin

Distant from my pops side I guess the culture absent in me

Its hard for me to break because i got the struggle in me

I get calls day to day from niggas i aint seen in years

Got my brudda in the pin he shedding so many tears

Gotta question if you ready cus you aint never face your fears

You be worried bout the critics and validation from your peers

I aint start rapping cus niggas was doin it im just creative

I start rapping at 12 years old that shit was dated

Too real for niggas to fake it i bet they hate it

Clout is like drug they take it and masquerade it

I be thinking bout the money and dishing out different payment

Boss nigga owning taking up different vacants

Niggas be some hoes like they walking and stand in vegas

I aint tryna rap you up just under stand ima make it

It aint yo time yet get better yo business change yo mindset

Just under you gotta redirect yo dialect

Dry yo tears and be humble

You aint grind yet for the real ones