Real Niggas Come First - Meek Mill

[Intro:]
Yea, see real n_ggas come first cuz we made to respect and we do what we want in these streets
And dope boys come second cuz money make the motherf_cking world go round
And fly n_ggas come third cuz he might ain't got no money but he still could pull the baddest b_tch in the building
Killin these streets n_gga
Treat the motherf_cking ghost like a grand marquis
Walk up the leash, 20 deep and we order a feast

[Verse 1:]
I come straight from the ghetto, I'm ballin hard as I wanna
And I'm thankful as ever, that we ain't out on a coma
There been death in system, hear the ref with the whistle
Cuz these s_ckers is fowl, they disrespect us, we hit em
N_ggas claiming they real, they wrist and neck game aint official
They got me out in the field, a n_gga back on his grizzle
Going hard with the hammers, my n_ggas all in the slammer
N_ggas want catch me slippin but I don't walk in banana
I'm outchea strapper than velcro and no I don't sell dough
But I spit that raw sh_t, it's like I sell coke
Put one in your hand n_gga, like right where the shell go
Got one in a chamber yea we on point like your elbow
Bulletproof range when I pull and shoot things
Hit em close range, let em feel the blue flame
Every month I buy a new car, a new chain
And I don't never f_ck no bummy hoes then count the loose change

[Hook:]
Real n_gga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second)
Fly n_gga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words)
I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that sh_t bad for my nerves)
Real b_tches come first (first), fat b_tches come second (second)
Freak b_tches come third and I keep birds all in my words
I got purchase all in my system and apple juice in my syrup
And these s_ckas talkin this money sh_t, y'all n_ggas got some nerve

[Verse 2:]
I try to keep my b_tches all on lay away (lay away)
And if you f_ck me good you getting paid today (paid today)
That's 40 on my wrist, you caught me 80k
And I ain't got no ice in it, rollin out the light tinted
So these n_ggas see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti)
I get what I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie)
N_ggas hatin on me (on me)
Know they wanna pin me at the table with my n_ggas, he is locked in with linguine
And that p_ssy smell like Fiji
Boy, I just go swimming
Everything but foreign from the porches to the women
Up early in the morning, with the coca, tryna flip it
Nigas say they want the money but they don't want go and get it
That's why real n_gga come first (first), dope boy come second (second)
Fly n_gga come third and I was out there on that curb
With that mailbox so in close with me, I'm picture red that I'm worth
Talkin late nights you don't play right, that kitchen wearin that work
Go!

[Hook:]
Real n_gga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second)
Fly n_gga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words)
I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that sh_t bad for my nerves)
Real b_tches come first (first), fat b_tches come second (second)
Freak b_tches come third and I keep birds all in my words
I got purchase all in my system and half a juice in syrup
And these s_ckas talkin this money sh_t, y'all n_ggas got some nerve

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