In the middle of the fake shit
Real niggas poke out
You can see me from a mile away
You can see me from mile away
in the middle of the
Shake real niggas poke out
You can see me from a mile away
You can see me from a mile away, in the middle of the fake shit
Real niggas poke out, you can see me from a mile away
Yeah we hollering with that dope out, all my niggas got the same dreams
Get money, live big, AC Transit used to drop me off
Now it's 4G out, I was on a Benz, racks by the park bitch
All my niggas had to blow, no love for a punk bitch
Hitting donuts by the liquor store, ain't no more going 5 on the weed
Just for me I need at least an OZ, going hard in the paint OT
I'ma get it how I live homie nigga, in the middle of the fake shit
Real niggas poke out, you can see me from a mile away
You can see me from a mile away, in the middle of the fake shit
Real niggas poke out, you can see me from a mile away
You can see me from a mile away
Cartoon niggas, yeah we call them Bruce Wayne
We'll bust it up in the hood, got two things
Niggas run through the plane, go bang bang
I'm all gold, everything, call it Trinidad
Two bad bitches with me, yeah I'm into that
Got a car chopped up, where the ceiling at?
Got the rap gang doped up, feeling that
Me and Clyde Carson on this bitch, killing that
Hey niggas take a motherfucking hiatus
From the Bay Rap, go to State and the Raiders
Niggas giant on these real niggas
R .I .P. Matt Gray, cups up for my real niggas
And my 2K shades, call them E -40
Bitches get up in the Ghost, gon' get gnarled
We don't play checkers nigga, we play chess
When it come to the street shit, I'm the best
In the middle of the fake shit
Real niggas poke out
You can see me from a mile away
You can see me from a mile away
In the middle of the fake shit
Real niggas poke out
You can see me from a mile away
You can see me from a mile away
Out of town, got the price up
Now I got a fat house
Everyday I see a golf course
Neighbors waving when I'm in and out
Got a few from the third floor
Fireplace in the backyard
Hall of Famers living next door
All my goons got them on guard
Cross country putting miles on the bends
Atlantic City, New York by my ends
Set the bar, we don't never follow trends
Send out, she put the world in my hands
I just wanna smash when the stacks up
So I can feel good when the rent due
You can miss me with the bullshit
Getting money when I'm into
In the middle of the fake shit
Real niggas poke out
You can see me from a mile away
You can see me from a mile away
In the middle of the fake shit
Real niggas poke out
You can see me from a mile away
You can see me from a mile away
