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I know what you've been through
I know where you've been
I know you're just tryna make the most
And live good in this life of sin
I know where you wanna go
But it's down to him
All the fame, all the money, all the hoes, they don't mean a thing
In this real world
They wanna see me do well, just not better than them
I'm due to trust an enemy before I trust my friends
These man will risk their freedom to be the man in the ends
For a dead Rolex or a Benz
They all the same, me, I'm from the same place but so different
I'll buy my mum a house before I make my watch glisten
I've seen my friends die, the other half go to prison
The difference between me and them is I listen
These last few months, I've been thinking 'til my head explodes
So many fakes in the scene waiting to get exposed
It's rapper road, this is the path I chose
Me and Flowers in the back of the Rolls
Five flights in a week, I've really come from the streets
Where most my friends ain't never been to the beach
From the school of hard knocks, only real man here can teach
Live before you die, that's all I preach
Man, I don't give to receive, me, I give to my Gs
I give to my fam, they all get a cut 'til I bleed
I'm on my way, I just tell them believe
I've been around the whole world, I can't go back to selling no weed
I wasn't turning up, I was turning green to Ps
Who said money don't grow on trees?
But I ain't tryna leave my marge lonely or make my family grieve
But I ain't any kid, I've got dreams
But I'm real so if it's beef, guess who's riding out
Hoodie and a bally, if it's me, you ain't finding out
Tryna duck the sirens out
We was doing all the shit that all them man were lying 'bout
See me out the same day on the strip, I ain't hiding out
Big bro's a certi but I don't ever call names
You're gonna see me balling where it says no ball games
In the middle of the hood with the squad and my crown
I'm still around when it all goes down
But ask about me, went from Morley's in Palace to Vapiano's in Sydney
I'm FaceTiming my bruddas, next time I'm bringing them with me
I heard they're tryna load shots, they better hope they don't miss me
I ain't got no time to argue with pickney
My nephew's in secondary, I've gotta set an example
I've gotta shine, there ain't nothing you can't do
I'm on all of his friends' phones but to him, I'm just uncle
But it's chaos every time that I come through
And he love that shit
I know what you've been through
I know where you've been
I know you're just tryna make the most
And live good in this life of sin
I know where you wanna go
But it's down to him
All the fame, all the money, all the hoes, they don't mean a thing
In this real world
All the fame, all the money, all the hoes, they don't mean a thing
In this real world