Pretend

Muthafuckas' think I left the truth is that I never left Take a step up in my section you get hit and lose your breath Contemplating every muthafuckin' move that I must take Contemplating everything in my life that I gotta make Bread on top of bread I keep stacking f*ck a fed They impressed How I do dis in flesh shout-out sesh all I see is bones Dead muthafuckas' on the flo If you play with me I cut a muthafuckas' throat Yeah I need revenge Call me Ian Connor how I make the cents All my goons be stacking paper they don't give percents This is real life homie you cannot play pretend This is real life homie you cannot play pretend