Now I was barely 17 with a pocket full of hope Screaming dollar in a dream with my closet looking broke And my niggas looking clean getting caught up with that dope Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap? Nigga, I could tell you things that you probably shouldn't know Have you ever heard the screams when the body hit the floor? Flashbacks to the pain, waking up cold, sweat 6 o'clock in the morning Gotta hit the boat flex, get my weight up on the block Keep watch for the cops, got a letter serving niggas free Hots in a cot, nowadays crime pays like a part-time job And the drought got me praying for a call time vibe Summer rain come again, numb the pain cause it's all for a feeling In my mind I've been crying, know what's wrong but I'm selling eyes Swelling up with tears, thinking bout my niggas dead In the dirt, immortalized on this shirt Real niggas don't die, fall with the plot 1-7-45, form at the plot Real niggas don't die, form on the plot Have you ever seen a fiend cook crack on the spoon? Have you ever seen a nigga that was black on the moon? Have you ever seen your brother go to prison as he cried? Have you ever seen a motherfucking ribbon in the sky? Nope! All I see is that cream Nigga that green, I'm a black king, black jeans, I'm a black queen And her ass fat, too fat for a flat screen I'm the type of nigga make the whole fucking trap lean Kingpin, nigga put wings on a crack fiend If they want a nigga, they gon' have to send a SWAT team And I'm going out like Scarface in his last scene of Legend What that mean? Real niggas don't die, form on the plot 1-7-45, form at the plot Real niggas don't die, form on the plot Real niggas don't lie, form on the plot My niggas don't die, form on the plot Real niggas don't die, form on the plot Real niggas don't die Real niggas don't die To die a young legend, or live a long life unfulfilled Cause you wanna change the world, but while alive you never will Cause they only feel you after you gone, or I've been told And now I'm caught between being heard and getting no damn Death creeping in my thoughts lately My one wish in this bitch, make it quick if the Lord take me I know nobody meant to live forever anyway And so I hustle like my niggas in Virginia They telling niggas sell dope, rap or go to NBA And that order, it's that sort of thinking That been keeping niggas chained at the bottom and hang The strangest fruit that you ever seen, ripe with pain, listen