Real Lyfe Problem

Y'all niggas go pack y'all shit It's real life takeover Real life, nigga, real life I'm a king so I do what I feel like The gun stalkin', sparkin', keep yo ass walkin' Outlinin', chalkin' Put the money in my hand, a hunnid bands Or y'all get stuffed up in a hunnid cans Hunnid bullets, no Cliff jam Call me crazy like the Son of Sam Niggas askin', "What's his problem?" I'ma a monster, your dreams I'm haunting 'Til my son, he ain't hungry I'll be damned if you go to bed tonight starving so proceed with caution Or get hit with the Larkin All my stuff gettin' auctioned And I know deep down in my mind that this ain't what mother taught me And this ain't what mother bought me Nine milli in your back, open Grey cardigan, jukin', soakin' This life, nigga, I ain't chose it This crib, nigga, I ain't write it Just roll it up, spark and light it Nine milli on my side, united Only real niggas gon' survive it Kids hungry, they ribs touching Nigga, that's real life problems Get my mask, I'm 'bout to rob somethin' Nigga, that's real life problems Put the fifties and hunnids inside Nigga, that's real life problems Do what I say and leave witcho life Nigga, that's real life problems I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired Lord knows I don't wanna do a homicide But I'm raised in the streets and I'm certified And I'm going for mine, yeah, I'm on my grind It's hammer time (brrap) Why you tryna make it hard for a nigga? Maybe get a better life, get a job for a nigga I got a lil' sum'in, gotta pay babysitters I'ma go ahead and get it, ain't no time to be settin' up No waitin' on minimum wage If I don't get mine, everything gon' blaze With a goon or chef, I'm a certain trade No donut life, everything ain't glazed Mama ain't raise no fool Don't let me lose my cool Gotta keep my son in school Any man or goon I'ma use them tools I'ma get mine, bottom line, any time Rain, sleet, shine, any job I apply It's Bed-Stuy, either do or die Gotta go get it 'cause I'm a man with pride I'm a Don, respect me And life's quick, don't test me It's my account where them checks be I snipes just like Wesley You ask me why I resort to this Like you dumb niggas never took a thought through this I got real life problems, unfortunate And that's why I aim where the fortune is Kids hungry, they ribs touching Nigga, that's real life problems Get my mask, I'm 'bout to rob somethin' Nigga, that's real life problems Put the fifties and hunnids inside Nigga, that's real life problems Do what I say and leave witcho life Nigga, that's real life problems I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired Lord knows I don't wanna do a homicide But I'm raised in the streets and I'm certified And I'm going for mine, yeah, I'm on my grind It's hammer time (brrap) Kids hungry, they ribs touching Nigga, that's real life problems Get my mask, I'm 'bout to rob somethin' Nigga, that's real life problems Put the fifties and hunnids inside Nigga, that's real life problems Do what I say and leave witcho life Nigga, that's real life problems I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired Lord knows I don't wanna do a homicide But I'm raised in the streets and I'm certified And I'm going for mine, yeah, I'm on my grind It's hammer time Grrat