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Not enough real niggas left
Ain't enough real niggas left
When ain't a trill nigga to look up to
Guess I gotta do it myself
Not enough real niggas left
Ain't enough real niggas left
Ain't a trill nigga I can call on
Guess I gotta do it myself
These streets polluted with these fake niggas
Friends turn to foes on the low
Who can you trust nigga?
Money don't make you niggas real lil buddy
You get murdered, they'll take the rape to be for real lil buddy
Stay in your lane if you playin' games
My youngins don't play the same, they just pull and aim
And squeeze
You wanna be watchin' other niggas reppin' them gangs
One year you reppin' Blood, now you caught with your fake ass
Last of a dying breed, my kind overseas
With lions and warriors, be hyenas, we gotta eat
Had to get on my shit, now a nigga filthy rich
Loyal to my fam 'til the dirt, shout out to Philthy Rich
Shoot out these niggas, doin' murder for cheap
Ten stacks, you can whack a whole family of three
Pussies ain't really real, see they nose growin', they lyin'
I was 16 slangin' iron, by 19 doin' time, for real
Not enough real niggas left
Ain't enough real niggas left
When ain't a trill nigga to look up to
Guess I gotta do it myself
Not enough real niggas left
Ain't enough real niggas left
Ain't a trill nigga I can call on
Guess I gotta do it myself
I say these niggas all fake, they just rappin' like they real
Ain't never popped a pistol, they just rappin' like they will
I was posted with the steel late night trappin' in my hood
Tryna get my weight up, I was tired of eatin' canned goods
Friends became enemies and enemies became dead
All the real niggas left is either dead or in the feds
These niggas be bitches, really workin' with emotions
Got real niggas locked up and we tryna get a motion
Get your time pushed back, stop lyin' 'bout crack
He ain't never seen a brick, ain't never sold a dime sack
I was at the Freak Fest in the building with the hammer on me
Waitin' on them internet thugs to finally run up on me
They just talkin' out they ass or the side of they neck
So much ice on my chest, can't see the side of my neck
With the FN or the TECs, them niggas slide when it's beef
And I ain't gotta tell a nigga, he already know where I be
Nigga it's Philthy
Not enough real niggas left
Ain't enough real niggas left
When ain't a trill nigga to look up to
Guess I gotta do it myself
Not enough real niggas left
Ain't enough real niggas left
Ain't a trill nigga I can call on
Guess I gotta do it myself
Niggas ain't authentic, they pussy, period
Lot of real threats, but we don't take 'em serious
Keep talkin' 'bout your wealth, but I don't wanna hear it
All the haters say they sick of me, well bitch I got the cure
Nigga used to be my homie, but now I ain't really sure
Once I got a lil money, niggas look good and secure
Couldn't stand the fact that I was young, fly, and rich
You would've thought you seen the day when I was worried 'bout bricks
Fuck you scammin' ass niggas, I get mine like this
See that man with a plan and grand hustle like TIP
Any nigga in the way gon' fuck around and get flipped
Ain't no goodie with the mob, nigga all we do is this
Not enough real niggas left
Ain't enough real niggas left
When ain't a trill nigga to look up to
Guess I gotta do it myself
Not enough real niggas left
Ain't enough real niggas left
Ain't a trill nigga I can call on
Guess I gotta do it myself