Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Lead Vocals
Got Koke
Got Koke
Programming
Kenoe
Kenoe
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Furdge
Matthew Furdge
Songwriter
Maurice Jordan
Maurice Jordan
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Got Koke
Got Koke
Producer
Kenoe
Kenoe
Producer
Ricky Rozay
Ricky Rozay
Executive Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Finis "KY" White
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, see real n**** come first, 'cause we men of respect
And we do what we want in these streets
And dope boys come second, 'cause money
Make the motherfuckin' world go round
And fly **** come third 'cause he might ain't got no money
But he still can pull the baddest bitch in the buildin'
We killin' these streets, ****
Treat the motherfuckin' Ghost like a Grand Marquis
Walk up at least twenty deep, and we order a feast
[Verse 2]
I come straight from the ghetto, I'm ballin' hard as I wanna
And I'm thankful as ever that we ain't out on the corner
Dodgin' death in the system, yeah, the ref with the whistle
'Cause these suckers is foul, they disrespect us, we hit 'em
**** claimin' they real, they wrists and neck ain't official
They got me out in the field, a **** back on his gristle
Goin' hard with them hammers, my **** all in the slammer
**** want catch me slippin', but I don't walk on bananas
[Verse 3]
I'm outchea strapper than velcro, and no I don't sell dope
But I spit that raw shit, it's like I sell coke
Put one in your head, ****, like right where the shell go
Got one in the chamber, yeah, we on point like a elbow
Bulletproof Range, when I pull and shoot things
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
[Verse 4]
Real n**** come first (First)
Dope boy come second (Second)
Fly **** come third, and I keep birds all in my words (In my words)
I keep birds all in my words (And them people tappin' my line)
(Man, that shit bad for my nerves)
[Verse 5]
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 **** got some nerve
[Verse 6]
I try to keep my bitches all on layaway (Layaway)
And if you fuck me good, you gettin' 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
[Verse 7]
So these **** see me (See me), sway 'em like graffiti ('Fiti)
I get what I wanna (Wanna), like I own the Genie (Genie)
**** hatin' on me (On me), know they wanna be me
At the table with my **** eatin' lobster and linguine
[Verse 8]
And that pussy smell like Fiji, boy, I just go swimmin' (Splash)
Everything be foreign from the Porsches to the women (Damn)
Up early in the mornin' with the coca, tryin' flip it
**** say they want the money, but they don't wan' go and get it
[Verse 9]
That's why real n**** come first (First)
Dope boy come second (Second)
Fly **** 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, don't play rights, that kitchen wearin' that work, go
[Verse 10]
Real n**** come first (First)
Dope boy come second (Second)
Fly **** come third, and I keep birds all in my words (In my words)
I keep birds all in my words (And them people tappin' my line)
(Man, that shit bad for my nerves)
[Verse 11]
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 **** got some nerve
Written by: Got Koke, Kenoe, Meek Mill
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