Real Ni***s

Ay yo, I argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Get that off the table, Cam'ron, it's dinner time

I got a line downstairs, Ma, I'm in the grind from ten to nine

You do your business, right, let me attend to mine

I bought the food, you cooking pork anyway

I ain't into swine (At all)

You out your mind, nah, you don't know what's in my mind

I'ma surpass crack, move on to NASDAQ

But still, my connects move Anthrax on Amtracks

Ay yo, Cam, before the cops rush, close the spot, load the glocks

They stunting, we control the block, they fronting, we throw 'em

Shots and laugh at 'em

Shots from the .44 Magnum

That's how we get back at 'em

Trap 'em, grab 'em, and clap at 'em

Yeah, I do this for my lost tribes and Africans

Who lost lives in battling .45's and hacklings

I believe in black soldiers, black clovers, black roses on your grave

Snakes and black cobras, black vultures, rats, roaches

Sleep now, the laughs over, fucka (Dipset)

You can catch real **** doing some real things for real money

'Cause real **** get money, real **** don't snitch

Real **** don't lie for a bitch

Real **** get rich

Yeah, you could catch real **** doing some real things for real money

Real **** get money, real **** don't snitch

Real **** won't lie for a bitch

Real **** get rich

Now how you losers want it? (Tell me)

We can either war out or ball out, I ain't used to fronting

Hoes, I throw away twenties on boots and stunting

Waste fifties and abuse my hundreds

I'm getting money

I spend thousands on shoes for the coupe, it's nothing

Plus big trucking too, it's nothing

I lick a shot so we know I meant it

His soldiers dented, so is his rented supreme soloist and still co-defendants

A mean motorist, that blow the fifth on defendants

Since Roto Rooter to Motorola, yes sir, I'm splendid

You see the furs and pendants, Aston Zagato

Drop door, hitting curves like Emmit

Smith, if you ain't get it, the fifth will hit you fitty

Clips I get it spitted, flip your wig, I really live it

I'm in this burgundy Benz, swerving B

As I'm watching the snow fall, I'm watching the heads, they coppin' the coke, y'all

And to the fiends and junkies, the broken dreams of drunkies

Hoes with low esteem, you know they scream on they monthlies

And to my soldiers rocking greens in the country

Keep your demons, stay hungry, let's get this cream and get money

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Break my mom's heart, the grief in her eyes

Man, that eats me alive, roll a leaf and get high

This what keeps me alive, listen to me

My dip dang, man, the peeps that'll ride

Over me, the same peeps that have died

You can catch real **** doing some real things for real money

'Cause real **** get money, real **** don't snitch

Real **** don't lie for a bitch

Real **** get rich

Yeah, you could catch real **** doing some real things for real money

Real **** get money, real **** don't snitch

Real **** won't lie for a bitch

Real **** get rich