Officialbm - Be 4 Real Lyrics

I gotta get it, be specific they ain't wit it dawg
This is my image, not a gimmick why they trippin dawg
The homies riding we be slidn' in them trenches dawg
I pray to god we make it out and never really fall
Tell a n***a something tell me how you really feel
Let's get this money and this paper homie be for real
Tell a n***a something tell me how you really feel
Let's get this money and this paper homie be for real

I gotta get it, man I'm tired of being broke
I'm the plug hit me up, yeah I got it for the low
Selling anything just so I can get it out the door
It's a struggle, it was real when I was sleeping on the floor
I ain't ask for nobody help I got it on my own
Twenty dollars in my pocket gotta stretch it at the store
Flat broke in my mind, people talking they don't know
I have been through it all, they was creeping on the low
I was taught always hustle hard and never fold
Stayed to myself so I never trusted a soul
Getting to this money that's the only way to go
If you never had it, that's the reason why you broke
Making ends meet that's the only thing I know
Pray to god I make it, man this world is not a joke
Humble through it all, be specific let em know
Trying to relate, but you can't with the dough

I gotta get it, be specific they ain't wit it dawg
This is my image, not a gimmick why they trippin dawg
The homies riding we be slidin in them trenches dawg
I pray to god we make it out and never really fall
Tell a n***a something tell me how you really feel
Let's get this money and this paper homie be for real
Tell a n***a something tell me how you really feel
Let's get this money and this paper homie be for real

Verse two it really changed my life
In the courtroom the judge tried to give the homie life
In my mind I'm like damn he ain't even do the crime
Only twenty years old with a visionary mind
Now I'm thinking to myself like
Maybe I should ride, maybe I should slide, maybe I should do a homicide
Should I risk it all should I go and pop like a scrimmage y'all
He my dawg, anything goes when we see em dawg
When it's time to ride, who gone die, who gone be there
When you locked up, who gone cry, who gone not care
Who gone hold it down, who gone try to f*ck yo girl bare
Who gone tell you what it is, even if it's not fair
Life is a game, we just playing it n***a
On that chess board we gotta rearrange it n***a
Time is money and a blessing, don't be changing with em

All I know is get money then invest it n***a
I gotta get it, be specific they ain't wit it dawg
This is my image, not a gimmick why they trippin dawg
The homies riding we be slidin in them trenches dawg
I pray to god we make it out and never really fall
Tell a n***a something tell me how you really feel
Let's get this money and this paper homie be for real
Tell a n***a something tell me how you really feel
Let's get this money and this paper homie be for real