Fuck all you niggas for real
Fuck all you niggas for real
You wasn't around when a nigga was down
Now shut up, hold the camera still
Only God kept it real
I put out a hit on that fake shit
All I asked for was patience
I deserve to make it
I deserve to be caking
I deserve all these bottles
I deserve to be drinking syrup
Rolling up the purp when I make it
I deserve to say to fuck you
Fuck all you niggas for real
Fuck all you bitches for real

Shut up hold the camera still
My pockets fat like Uncle Phil
Word to Future I fuck up the commas
I balled (bald) like Wiz Khalifa's baby momma
If you ain't riding just be honest
I don't do that half and half, Arnold Palmer
And everybody that I thought was real
Disappeared, David Copperfield
Now my pockets getting thick as fuck
That's James Harden's beard, that's what's up
Now they trying to uppercut, you know, hit me up
Hmmmmmm, that's what's up
Walk in the bank and hit my dab on 'em
Excuse my blackness Stacy Dash on 'em
Boy I was broke with a passion
Now I'm up in Onyx throwing all this cash while
Diamond diamond diamond diamonds on me dancing
Fuck all you niggas for real
You all left a nigga when he needed help

Fuck all you niggas for real
Fuck all you niggas for real
You wasn't around when a nigga was down
Now shut up, hold the camera still
Only God kept it real
I put out a hit on that fake shit
All I asked for was patience
I deserve to make it
I deserve to be caking
I deserve all these bottles
I deserve to be drinking syrup
Rolling up the purp when I make it
I deserve to say to fuck you
Fuck all you niggas for real
Fuck all you bitches for real

Got a new bitch and she bad
Talking water in Michigan bad
So go on ahead get a new nigga
I'm everything you wish he had
My phone was popping when I had it all
Now that bitch dry, it got menopause
I don't miss none of y'all, not at all
Only thing that I miss is my exit
Doing 75 in my convertible
Top down middle fingers up
Fuck the world, Tupac in my stereo
Trill shit
I ball like Penny with the Magics
But shoot like Dirk Nowitzki with the Mavericks
Boy I was broke with a passion
Now I'm up in Onyx throwing all this cash while
Diamond diamond diamond diamonds on me dancing
Fuck all you niggas for real
You all left a nigga when he needed help

Fuck all you niggas for real
Fuck all you niggas for real
You wasn't around when a nigga was down
Now shut up, hold the camera still
Only God kept it real
I put out a hit on that fake shit
All I asked for was patience
I deserve to make it
I deserve to be caking
I deserve all these bottles
I deserve to be drinking syrup
Rolling up the purp when I make it
I deserve to say to fuck you
Fuck all you niggas for real
Fuck all you bitches for real

Fuck all you bitches for real