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They on my line I'm just trying to see How you supposed to be real. Like where the real ones go, man? Everybody sacrificing themselves How they supposed To be real? I was taught we gotta stand for something. Are we gon' fall for anything? How you supposed to be real? But they'll still risk it all just to get On. I don't understand this shit. you supposed to be Real. Right now, feel like the real ones extinct. I don't even wanna be part of this shit No more. I just ain't gon' switch up, though. You supposed to be real. I should've peeped the signs. How you gon' tell me you my dawg? I know you niggas lying. How they gon' tell you that they love you, But wanna take you down? And when you need 'em at your lowest, niggas Turn around. I witness niggas sell they soul just to get Paid, only just to get played. Knowing niggas using 'em, but still they hope they Get made. They know these niggas fucking up the Code, still they let it fly. They know shit ain't gangster, still they turn they Head and let it by. Trying to keep it Real, but we surrounded by suckers. It's like my music therapeutic when I'm speaking on Suckers. The internet turn niggas up, how they keep Reaching these suckers? They rather focus on the Clout, no point of teaching these suckers. Throwing everything they learned away. Watch how quick they turn today. Depend on what they earn 'cause being loyal get You burned away. Watching how they move or Disappoint, I can't respect them. I guess it don't apply, it don't affect them. I swear I'm tryna understand the game. The shit I witness niggas do for fame. How you supposed to be real? Taught to never switch it up in no way. You watching sucker shit like it was okay. How they supposed to be real? You say you stand for something, where you standing Now? Damn, it's like you turned a fan now. You supposed to be real? I swear I'm disappointed, niggas weak as hell. Say you for the streets, but you done failed. But you supposed to be real. If it ain't that OG, nigga, I don't wanna Hear it. If it ain't real talk, Then I don't wanna hear it. All that fake shit be fucking with my spirit. All you niggas quick to switch and I won't Never get it. Yeah, then you talk about it's The new days. Nah, pussy nigga, These the ones that you raised. You mad why? They know not the way that You play. And ain't nobody tryna hear that shit That you say. Just yesterday, I went to church, Got that kush on me. Yeah, I just came to talk to the big Homie. And I ain't tryna disrespect y'all Congregation. But y'all can never understand what we Out here facing. Need a prayer request. Lord, please put your hands on my project. Yeah, all these local pains already got us upset. But now the betrayal and fake love got 'em Playing with death. Yeah, playing with death. We swear I'm tryna understand the game. The shit I witness niggas do for fame. How you supposed to be real? Taught to never switch it up in no way. You watching sucker shit like it was okay. How they supposed to be real? You say you stand for something, where you standing Now? Damn, it's like you turned a fan now. You supposed to be real? I swear I'm disappointed, niggas weak as hell. Say you for the streets, but you done failed. But you supposed to be real.