Текст песни Real Nigga Dilemma - Slimeroni

I know my nephew getting older finna start speaking
I'll probably never watch him grow me and his daddy beefing
I know if pops was still alive he'd be down here weeping
Ever since my pops died i been barely sleeping
Aint talked to his side ever since the repass
Being all selfish being trifling they can't see that
Knowing they gone hop up on my dick with a kneepad
Mane i dont fuck with them niggas and i mean that
That shit is so upsetting
Probably won't be in my sister wedding
Over old shit thats fucking petty
I bet the tune change when i finally get some fetti
People got they hands out like they hot and ready

You wanna see me win but done lost me
Pay these hoes no mind its gone cost me
I still wonder if that nigga would have shot me
Same niggas let me fall say they got me

Self made solid nigga thats the way that I'm built
When you born a real nigga its gone come with some guilt
Niggas play too fucking much type of shit get em killed
Ian crying over milk thats already been spilt

Aint no love for the thugs
Hugs if they only buying drugs
Don't even check up on you just because
It is what it is
It was what it was
Bitch i aint crip dont call me yo cuz
This fake ass industry
Im always making enemies
These bitches aint no friend to me
No bro or sis or kin to me
No dap no shake no grin from me

Collect calls from all my niggas in 4 walls
OD'd in my sleep man that was a close call
Trap at my brother just just together the load off
Pour me up a pint fuck around and doze off
Hoes fix they own plate then spit in ya food
You make anther and they want that to
Don't never say nothing but watch what you do
Shit if i was you I'd want to be me too hoe

Self made solid nigga thats the way that I'm built
When you born a real nigga its gone come with some guilt
Niggas play too fucking much type of shit get em killed
Ian crying over milk thats already been spilt