Token - Real Man lyrics

Verse 1 Residing in a town where weed is glorified It was nothing, sh** it wasn't weird to see some boys get high See Ben used to burn some, but currently his turn was done Anxiety left Ben regretting his first puff But sure enough, he still hung with the same dudes He was cool with this, 'cause you got a blunt he don't hate you He's the youngin in they crew But you'da never noticed and the dude that was the oldest was the coolest and the boldest See everybody loved him 'cause they knew when he was rollin' Through to meet the homies, it was soon that they'd be smokin See he was the movement of the potent QP's he'd be holdin and his new deals were the dopest And him and Ben were tight Even occasionally he spent the night, when he was locked out and couldn't get inside He recognized Ben didn't smoke but this was something new This gave him an idea that he'd bring up a few days later The crew was rolling up some J papers Taylor gang was playing, they exhaled in dazed anger As the oldest one turns to Ben with hands hidden in his coat Pulled out an O and said "you ever think of flippin' bro?" Chorus Drugs, money, support, what else you need Temporary money get that temporary self esteem Drugs, money, support, just dont get brainwashed Peer pressure doin its dang job, man whatchu talkin' bout Let's get this money Homie let's get this money I gotta go yo I'mma get this money Get out my face with your opinions, I got paper to be gettin' like a real man Verse 2 He gave Ben his speech, seemin' almost memorized All the attention in the room went to Ben's reply He told Ben he got the heart it takes The money hangin' out his pocket said let's start today "Aye, you right homie Matter fact I'm 'bout to blaze, take this plate This chick by the bank say she need a slice homie Have her take your number, tell her you're down with me Dawg we bout to make a k**ing in this town, believe" And how right he was Ben didn't smoke his chronic so for the first time it was only profiting both they pockets Ben begun to get addicted, the news spread quicker than Ben's temper if he didn't get money every twenty minutes He single handedly changed the scene, so busy lying to his own mother became routine But he loved it He loved that they relied on him a fair amount Came a long way from being the youngin no one cared about They needed him now, so typical No one expected little Ben to be sellin' sh**, he felt invincible And if he wasn't there was no reason to stress it The oldest one gave him a knife, he said this is for protection Ben had everything going for him... A boss who had his back, a substance that always would attract And the profit in a closet in the back Pay no mind to the cops, until they caught him in the act when it was Chorus Drugs, money, support, what else you need Temporary money get that temporary self esteem Drugs, money, support, just dont get brainwashed Peer pressure doin its dang job, man watchu talkin bout Lets this money Homie lets get this money I gotta go yo ima get this money Get out my face with your opinions, i got paper to be gettin like a real man Verse 3 Oh, you a man, huh? In the police station, hands shakin, but actin like you dont give a damn, huh Your mom pulls up in a van, covers her eyes with her hands and all you thinkin' is she dont understand, huh Listen to that You knew happy dont symbolize growth but a weak child fallin into a trap I fiend for profit, deep involved in a loss of a stream of consciousness, all when hes too naive to watch and see the problem Ignorance in a system pressured by peers Holding a knife like your gonna use it, but you dread it with fear Cause the moment you pullin out that, they pull out theirs And youll be leakin more than just sweatin some tears Ahead of your years? Sure, but you ain't do your job dude You think you lost touch with your friends, they think they lost you Little did you know, you were losing yourself Now you gotta explain to your friends and family you were someone else when it was Chorus Drugs, money, support, what else you need Temporary money get that temporary self esteem Drugs, money, support, just dont get brainwashed Peer pressure doin its dang job, man whatchu talkin bout Let's this money Homie let's get this money I gotta go yo I'mma get this money Get out my face with your opinions, I got paper to be gettin' like a real man