40 Bars

This some southwest shit foreal Can I keep it real It took a minute for me to get here so I can't quit I can't give it all up just to go legit I just fucked two bad bitches I'm the shit My nigga called, asked for five and I'm like that's it If we played in the mud, we gon' ball together You put your life in my hands, you gon' live forever I ride for my mans, they'll ride too Why you actin' tough, little nigga, you ain't bulletproof I need a real bitch who gon' hold me down now Who ain't gon' f*ck one of my mans when I'm out of town I was fuckin' with a bitch, she fucked her best friend She couldn't keep it real with me, so we ain't friends I can't trust shit end with a letter D That shit flew over your head, you ain't feelin' me I got some nigga missin' bars like a free man And I'm just tryna hold my nuts like a seaman Why you actin' like you fresh, you shop at City Trends And I don't hang with new niggas, I don't need friends I'm just tryna count my blessings, cut these split ends And I ain't never had to do shit just to fit in And I rep Southwest, tell em free P Matter of fact, why they at it free Tee and Meech I wanna hear some real bars, I put Meech on it You on my dick so much, I put your bitch on it Man, she suck it with no hands, she a headhunter If I was you, little nigga, I wouldn't kiss on her My nigga G said he runnin' from them demons And they hawked the nigga down, you shoulda seen it Lil' Wu in love with them blue pits While my Uncle T still wearin' true fits Mike Called said he just smacked a white bitch So I'ma smack this bitch again, make this shit right When you rap's real life, you ain't got it write Keep my pistol on my side, I ain't gotta fight I got niggas on J-Pay that I gotta write I thought you said when you see me, it was on sight It's so crazy how they took that young nigga life Love is pain in my book, I gotta say it right Come here Meech, want you come and talk some shit on it I don't think they're ready for bars, you about to put on it