Hey mothafucka I’m real as shit Aw yeah I’m back in this bitch Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my Everything I’m talkin bout real as shit Why

I'ma have to switch, switch up on you Snip, snip, hit the nip tuck on you Think I need to take it all back (take it all back) I gave you everything, yeah But you don't know what to do with all that And that's on everything Let go, time to give up on you

These streets aren't paved with gold Don't believe everything that you're told Deception hides in all you see Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe And in the land of the free You know nothing comes for free These colours don't run, Like colours

Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit Everything you get you gotta work hard for it (Honeys shake your hips) You don't stop (And niggas pack the clips) Keep on, bitch I used to get feels on a bitch Now I throw shields on the dick, to stop me from that

Money, money, money, money, money Got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Get me feeling filthy rich Put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me Honey, that's money

They're pulling me under Voices, In my head again I keep it all inside because I know the man is everything but kind Baiting me in a war I can't win I can hear them now Trapped in a game inside my own skin I don't know myself anymore Voices in my head

Everything I love is on the table Everything I love is out to sea I'm not alone I'll never be Into the bone I'll never grieve When they ask what do I see I see a bright white beautiful heaven hangin' over me And if you want, (too seriously)

Expectation is taking its toll Fluctuations are aching my soul We may never have been in love Everything you ever told me could have been a lie Stuck on thinking that there is always something to lose, or a hit from above Or a hit from above I don't need

Everything black, I don't want black I want everything black, I ain't need black Some white some black, I ain't mean black I want everything black Once I finish this, witnesses will convey just what I mean I'm African-American, I'm African You hate me

Da da da da I feel uptight when I walk in the city I feel so cold when I'm at home Feels like everything's starting to hit me I lost bed ten minutes ago Modern guilt I'm staring at nothing Modern guilt I'm under lock and key It's not what I have changed,