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Hold up, these bois frontin' like they movin' blocks
Like big dope slangaz on swangaz cruisin' drops
I can't stand niggaz rappin' like they use them glocks
You ain't a ball hog nigga, you ain't shootin' them shots

Niggaz claim to have strikes like a referee
But you ain't callin' no shots nigga technically
This ain't a game, this is life, the only techs you'll see
Is not fouls just guns that'll reset your T

I am me, some niggaz fake it till the make it
They tell lies, then they wish that they could erase it
Face it, there ain't no facts in none of ya statements
You ain't wearing gunz like it's a fashion statement

I know you gon' hate this talkin' to you mista
Smile when they with ya and when they leave they diss ya
See niggaz gon' try to wish ya don't get richer
I'll snap with no Kodak and hope you get the picture

Now let's keep it real, are you really a vulture
That'll make a nigga as stiff as a picture on a poster?
Tell the truth, if a hater get up and approach ya
Would you make that nigga wish he stayed seated like a sofa?

Most of, well, let me say a large percent
Of these keepin' it real niggaz is fraudulent
I know you thought you had ya boi convinced
But you fake, you phony, you know the rest

If you ain't never been behind bars but say you did time
You fake, you phony, you falsifyin'
If you ain't killed nobody but in your songs they dyin'
You fake, you phony, you falsifyin'

You ain't a hustla on your grind but you claim to move pounds
You fake, you phony, you falsifyin'
Never had, never did, never will be real
Wrong, you lyin', you falsifyin'

Calling you bluff, a lot of rappers claimin' their tough
You 'bout as tough as toilet tissue full of that brown stuff
Your commode is about to erupt
You think you're hot doggin' but ya ketchup is catchin' up

Tomorrow ya stuck, ya rims cost more than ya truck
Claim you a balla but you always wanna borrow a buck

Ya'll boi's faker than li press on

Rappin' hard but the streets know you lie about drama
When ya dog died you went home and cried to ya mama
You get devoured in this game like a wilder beast
With your white gold chain and your silver piece

Please don't make me laugh, you slab when you rap
But in real life you catchin' a cab
I see you at the club with that fine chick you was huggin'
Tellin' me it was ya gal but it's really ya cousin

You fake, you phony, you exaggeratin'
If you a mack, why you always home masturbatin'
You ain't gotta lie to me about the cash you makin'
Boi, quit acting and faking, for real

If you ain't never been behind bars but say you did time
You fake, you phony, you falsifyin'
If you ain't killed nobody but in your songs they dyin'
You fake, you phony, you falsifyin'

You ain't a hustla on your grind but you claim to move pounds
You fake, you phony, you falsifyin'
Never had, never did, never will be real
Wrong, you lyin', you falsifyin'

If I took a look into your mind
Facts or fiction, tell me which one would I find?
If I took a look into your mind
Would a lie detector tell me you are lying?

All them fellaz that you're hangin' around
If it really went down, would ya guerrillaz be cryin'?
Some of ya'll need to correct ya mind
I know you lyin', you falsifying

So true, stacking money is what I do
Always been real, I'ma stay true
Nigga what about you?

And I know, I know I will because
Real is pulsing through my blood
Some niggaz claim to be real thugs, is it really the truth?
And I know just let me know

Hold up, these bois frontin' like they movin' blocks
Like big dope slangaz on swangaz cruisin' drops
I can't stand niggaz rappin' like they use them glocks