Real Nigga Come First

Meek Mill

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    See real niggas come first cause we men of respect
    And do what we want in these streets
    And dope boys come second
    'Cause money make the motherfucking world go round
    And fly niggas come third cause he might ain't got no money
    But he still can pull the baddest bitch in the building
    We killing these streets nigga
    Treat the motherfucking ghost like a grand marquis
    Walk up with at least 20 deep and we order a feast

    I come straight from the ghetto
    I'm ballin hard as I wanna
    And I'm thankful as ever that we ain't all on the corner
    Got that death in the system, yeah the refs with the whistles
    Cause these suckas is foul they disrespect us we hit em'
    Niggas claiming they real, they wrist and neck ain't official
    They got me out in the field, a nigga back on his gristle
    Going hard with them hammers my niggas all in the slammer

    Niggas want catch me slippin' but I don't walk on bananas
    I'm out here strapped-er than velcro, and no I don't sell dough
    But I spit that raw shit, it's like I sell coke
    Put one in your head nigga like right where the shell go
    Got one in the chamber, yea we on point like an elbow
    Bulletproof range when I pull it shoot thangs
    Hit em close range, let him feel the blue flame
    Every month I buy a new car, a new chain
    And I don't never fuck no bummy hoes that count they loose change

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    Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second)
    Fly nigga 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 shit bad for my nerves)
    Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second)
    Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words
    I got percs all in my system and apple juice in my syrup
    And these suckers talkin' this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve

    I try to keep my bitches all on lay away (lay away)
    And if you fuck me good, you getting paid today (paid today)
    This aude on my wrist, it cost me 80k
    And I ain't got no ice in it, rollin' out the light tinted
    So these niggas see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti)
    I get what I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie)
    Niggas hating on me (on me)

    Know they wanna be me, at the table
    With my niggas, eatin' lobster & linguine
    And that pussy smell like fiji
    Boy, I'll just go swimming
    Everything be foreign from the
    Porsche's to the women

    Up early in the morning, with the coca, trying to flip it
    Nigas say they want the money
    But they don't wanna go and get it
    That's why real nigga come first (first)
    Dope boy come second (second)
    Fly nigga come third and I was out there on that curb
    With that mailbox so close with me
    I'm picture word that I'm worth
    Talkin late nights you don't play right
    That kitchen wearin that work go!

    Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second)
    Fly nigga 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 shit bad for my nerves)
    Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second)
    Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words
    I got percs all in my system and apple juice in my syrup
    And these suckers talkin' this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve

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