When the time get tough, who really there for you for real? (For real) I was down bad on my dick, and these niggas weren´t there, and these bitches weren´t there (Weren´t there)
Now everything on me expensive, these niggas wanna care, nah, nigga, take care (Flatt) Wake up in a million dollar crib, it´s a workout every time I walk up the stairs (Walk up the stairs) All I can say is, "You that nigga", every time I look in the mirror (Look in the mirror) And I don´t fear no nigga, only thing I fear is God (Yeah) Dead niggas essential, my dollars, "Fear of God" (God) Phone on DND, I don´t want to hear you at all (At all) Huh, twenty K on clothes, and I know I´ma see that tomorrow (Tomorrow) In the crib makin´ moves like Drake & Josh, like what the fuck? (What the fuck?) Late night with my bitch, I throw up, too much Pink Moscato (Too much Pink Moscato)
All of a sudden all these hoes is goin´ (Yeah) She act like she know me, back then she ain´t ever notice (Ain´t ever notice) I´m the blueprint, they some posers, can´t let them get close up When it´s fourth quarter, I´m the fuckin´ closer Freak ho, take her clothes off (Freak ho) Barely know her (Yeah) Gotta flex my closet, yeah, I love to show off (For real) If I can´t show out, don´t even sub me in (For real, huh) They announce me every time, don´t matter what club we in (For real, for real, for real)
When the time get tough, who really there for you for real? (For real)
Who really there for you for real? (For real, for real, yeah)
When the time get tough, who really there for you for real? (For real) I was down bad on my dick, and these niggas weren´t there, and these bitches weren´t there (Weren´t there) Now everything on me expensive, these niggas wanna care, nah, nigga, take care (Flatt) Wake up in a million dollar crib, it´s a workout every time I walk up the stairs (Walk up the stairs) Wake up in a million dollar crib, it´s a workout every time I walk up the stairs (Walk up the stairs) All I can say is, "You that nigga", every time I look in the mirror (Look in the mirror)
And I don´t fear no nigga, only thing I fear is God (Huh) Dead niggas essential, my dollars, "Fear of God" Phone on DND, I don´t want to hear you at all (At all) Huh, twenty K on clothes, and I know I´ma see that tomorrow (Tomorrow) In the crib making moves like Drake & Josh, like what the fuck? (What the fuck?) Late night with my bitch, I throw up, too much Pink Moscato (Too much Pink Moscato)