Real Talk

[Intro: BSlime] Yeah See I've been livin’ like the mothafuckin' Baby, you know, huh Real niggas'll recognize this one Whew [Chorus: BSlime] First you get the money, then the power come (Power come) Then respect (Then respect) When you in the street and you a real nigga (Real nigga) Yeah, you get more respect (More respect) I’ve been in the streets since I was a youngin' (I was young, yeah) Posted at the store when I ain't have nothin' (That's on God) Mama always told me I was gon' be somethin' (Swear) I ain't never tried to listen to a youngin’ (I ain’t listen) Since a youngin', yeah, I’ve been poppin' my own gun I remember times my daddy, he wasn't there for me They say I'm up, now the nigga tryna care for me Grandmama always told me that my uncle gonna be somethin’ Now I look at him now, he a mothafuckin' star Young crew on the block, we was playin' burglar bars Hate the fact that Phil flipped in that mothafuckin' car Partna runnin' to the door sayin' bitch, I run you off (Where you at?) [Verse 1: BSlime] Yeah, I was on the block totin' big fire at a young age (At a young age) Yeah, yeah, I ain't never listened to an old head, yeah, I give a fuck what they say Remember them days at the bottom Yeah, we were breakin' into houses We were walkin' on our feet like we was in a track meet Late nights, we ain't had nowhere to go, yeah (On God) We were walking to my partner's house Everybody gangin' up on the floor Back then we wanna be some ballboys Then we hit the block and we turned into some tall boys Talk a nigga down, we was on the slime shit We were wearin' the same clothes, we ain't never had shit Then it came to the point where a nigga got shit Put my bros in a position now everybody lit Let the beat rock We was just breakin' into cars (In cars) Partna took me on my first move, taught me how to rob (How to rob) He had been to the street, yeah, he was a big boy Yeah, we was some beginners, yeah, we had to learn hard (Learn hard) [Chorus: BSlime] First you get the money, then the power come (Power come) Then respect (Then respect) When you in the street and you a real nigga (Real nigga) Yeah, you get more respect (More respect) I've been in the streets since I was a youngin' (I was young, yeah) Posted at the store when I ain't have nothin' (That's on God) Mama always told me I was gon' be somethin' (Swear) I ain't never tried to listen to a youngin' (I ain't listen) Since a youngin', yeah, I've been poppin' my own gun I remember times my daddy, he wasn't there for me They say I'm up, now the nigga tryna care for me Grandmama always told me that my uncle gonna be somethin' Now I look at him now, he a mothafuckin' star Young crew on the block, we was playin' burglar bars Hate the fact that Phil flipped in that mothafuckin' car Partna runnin' to the door sayin' bitch, I run you off (Where you at?) [Verse 2: Young Thug] Yeah, I left a brick on that dashboard (Woo) I got game from my pop and didn't ask for it (Oh) I've been chasin' this cash, I need tankers Got the wood on the front with the long sword Lotta boogers, they tryna get me on for it Lotta hookers, they pass me they thongs, boy I treated them, it's a long tour Hundred red bandanas at a resort I'm 'bout to see 'bout it I was Bali, no Reebokin' I was balanced and detoxin' (Whoa) 40 Xanax got me higher (Xans) Take a flight, I'm like good-bye ya 1.8 for the Bugatti (Yeah, yeah) I hit from the side like a hook Kool-Aid pack got these lil' niggas shook (Ayy) School everyday got my pockets on books (Got my pockets on my books) Yeah-yeah-yeah (I got my pockets on books) I know lil' baby can't find me I've been smokin' this kush like a pine tree And I've been prepared since the '90s I call her short, she wan' bite me Shit, I caught my first lick I shot him and stained up his white tee [Chorus: BSlime] First you get the money, then the power come (Power come) Then respect (Then respect) When you in the street and you a real nigga (Real nigga) Yeah, you get more respect (More respect) I've been in the streets since I was a youngin' (I was young, yeah) Posted at the store when I ain't have nothin' (That's on God) Mama always told me I was gon' be somethin' (Swear) I ain't never tried to listen to a youngin' (I ain't listen) Since a youngin', yeah, I've been poppin' my own gun I remember times my daddy, he wasn't there for me They say I'm up, now the nigga tryna care for me Grandmama always told me that my uncle gonna be somethin' Now I look at him now, he a mothafuckin' star Young crew on the block, we was playin' burglar bars Hate the fact that Phil flipped in that mothafuckin' car Partna runnin' to the door sayin' bitch, I run you off (Where you at?)