Keep It Real

[Hook: Z-Ro] I know you've been actin' weak since you came in the door But homie you ain't gotta be a hater no more How can you live your life when you know you are a ho? I'm Dr. Real Phil, I'm here to help you let go It ain't hard to keep it real It ain't hard to keep it real It ain't hard to keep it real Matter of fact it's for free And if it's anything less than real, that ain't for me [Verse 1: Z-Ro] What's so hard about sayin' I did good if I did good? Why you gotta find somethin' wrong? Always complainin', just like a baby mama, just hit the drank Hit the smoke, player loosen up your thong Stop actin' like a bitch, even if you are a bitch cause that ain't cool That's why the real people never kick it with you When you come around That dank smoke I smoke don't even be tastin' great So you've been a hater since day one It still ain't too late to erase the hate On Instagram, straight flexin' Hatin' on everybody else's bitch Can't even remember your password That's how much you're on everybody else's shit Ain't ever took a pee sittin' down Ain't nothin' feminine about my manhood Hit a high note but ain't nothin' soft about me, I wish your ass would [Hook: Z-Ro] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] All I chase is money, you can keep them bitches VVS' glisten, all these Backwoods I be twistin' Jealous of our status, you more pussy than a pageant Gold in the marble Polo boxes in the palace I be sippin' 'til I slur, dippin' through the third Codeine in my Wheaties, smell the syrup in the air Belaire, I prefer we fuck the strippers by the pair If her pussy classic then she might just get a pair No time for the hatin', against all my religions Swangers when I'm skatin', up in Gatsby with two pistols All these bitches at me, they know it's official If I fuck her, never call her, then I might bag, Ricky Rizzle [Hook: Z-Ro] [Verse 3: Z-Ro] We the best like DJ Khaled but it ain't no we mane, it's just me mane Since 1997 been reppin' original S.U.C., mane While y'all swallowin' hate I be swallowin' drank So I always gotta go pee, mane Fuck Mike Mack, but me and J cool Gotta feed my people and feed me, mane I've been frownin' all my life Soon as I start smilin' y'all ain't like that When I kick a freestyle, my haters like "Yo the most hit it, don't have to write that" Memphis ice jacked, they gon' say they're fake Cause my diamonds look like they're panickin' Wanna know how I feel, these rappers ain't real Just me and a whole lot of mannequins I remember back in the day I had beef with DJ Michael Watts Nowadays it's Swisha House, S.U.C., I eat with DJ Michael Watts I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home [Hook: Z-Ro]