Real Life lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, you know I came up from sh*t, man
Literally
Know what I'm sayin'? But don't nothin' stay the same forever, though
Ya mean?
Yeah (That boy Cassius)

[Chorus]
I ain't never wanted nothin' in my whole life but some f*ckin' money
(That's all I ever wanted)
f*ck them b*tches, they gon' always be around, young n*gga, long as you get your money
(Ayy, f*ck them b*tches, young n*gga, get your paper)
Got enough choppers in the attic to supply a whole army (Ayy, ayy)
And if you gettin' real cake in these streets, you better watch your closest homies (Better watch 'em), yeah

[Verse 1]
I done seen a broke n*gga get rich (Get rich)
I done seen a rich n*gga go broke (Go broke)
I done seen a college girl turned to a ho (To a ho)
I done seen a spoiled young n*gga start kickin' doors (What?)
I know these b*tches watchin', let me strike a pose (Dope boy)
Everything gone, n*gga, the trap closed (Trap closed)
I almost died, I came that close (Yeah)
But grandma always prayed for me, that's why I'm still in it (Yeah)
Flipped over in a fatal car wreck and I'm still livin' (Thank you, God)
No matter wherever I go, I'm still Memphis (Still Memphis)
I know a sixty-year-old n*gga still pimpin' (Ayy, ayy)
And a sixty-year-old n*gga still Crippin'
[Chorus]
I ain't never wanted nothin' in my whole life but some f*ckin' money
(That's all I ever wanted)
f*ck them b*tches, they gon' always be around, young n*gga, long as you get your money
(Ayy, f*ck them b*tches, young n*gga, get your paper)
Got enough choppers in the attic to supply a whole army (Ayy, ayy)
And if you gettin' real cake in these streets, you better watch your closest homies (Better watch 'em), yeah

[Verse 2]
You can't come up because you loyal to the wrong sh*t, ayy
Won't be loyal to the plug, but loyal to the b*tch (Damn)
I just got fifty in, I just hit a lick (Damn)
Bust down day-date, look at the flick of the wrist, ayy
I used to didn't have sh*t (Nah)
Now I got a whole lot of everything (Yup)
A lot of n*ggas' b*tches on my di*k (Yup)
And a whole lot of gold chains (Yeah)
And a whole lot of bread, n*gga (Yeah)
That come with a lot of head, n*gga (Haha)
You could've took the same chances that I took, but you was scared, n*gga (What you doin'?)
Thumbin' through a check, plottin' on the next one
Live life to the fullest 'cause you only get one
Whatever I go buy, I go get the best one
Dolph Gabbana nothing like the rest of 'em

[Chorus]
I ain't never wanted nothin' in my whole life but some f*ckin' money
(That's all I ever wanted)
f*ck them b*tches, they gon' always be around, young n*gga, long as you get your money
(Ayy, f*ck them b*tches, young n*gga, get your paper)
Got enough choppers in the attic to supply a whole army (Ayy, ayy)
And if you gettin' real cake in these streets, you better watch your closest homies (Better watch 'em), yeah