Price Paid

(Bitch This The Real Thug) Tr-Trippn off this hoe She on my phone, Straight talkin shit You gon' let her f*ck you up, But imma block the bitch Imma real nigga baby, Them niggas counterfeit How you niggas steal the ball and then go drop the pick? F-F*ck nah nigga It don't make sense How you pillow talkin on me But then claiming you a Pimp That's like throwing up the B Then go fucking with some Crips I can't fake it til' I make it Baby this the way I live But I can never stop Saying that I'm winning But I know you praying on my drop This that real nigga parking You could never take my spot Thinking imma fall (AH-HAA) Sike nigga you thought Mama praying imma stop I can never try to quit, When I'm too focused on a plot Rather see my nigga sober, 'Fore he turn into a knock Ion even feel love, Narcotics gon' do the job But this the price I payed I was tryna motivate, When they was tryna hate Now I'm dedicated to the Pape, All of a sudden I'm fake? What the f*ck you niggas on? I made my own way (Gang nigga-Uh) (They gon' hate you either way nigga) (900 go get that bag)