[Produced By: Lewis Parker] [King Lil G] Your Boys Ain't Real Like They Used To Be Everything Will Change For The Better Homie Including Me [Verse 1] This Rap sh** Ain't What It Used To Be All These Fake Ass Rappers Talkin' That Jewelry Never Talkin' No Unity Cops They Keep Accusing Me My Enemies Is Still Gettin' Shot Up In My Community What Happened To The Music For The Young Sellin' Drugs, Smokin' Blunts My Mother Struggles Every Month My Lil Homies Introduced To The Gang Tattoos On Their Face Got A Tool On The Waist, ey Nobody To Teach 'Em What's Right From Wrong My Homie Got Out Of Prison He Struggles To Find A Job He Keeps Searching For God And He's Fighting With Baby's Mom She's Like Pay The f**ing Rent Like The Man That You Are And They've Been Fightin' So Now She Kicked Him Out He Put His Clothes In A Bag He Gotta Figure This Out He Gotta Hustle Now He Gotta Struggle Now He's f**ing Up Now He's Doing Drugs Now [Chorus] I Can't Relate To The sh** You Say f** You Fancy Rappers I Ain't f**ing With Yo Mixtapes You Can't Relate To The sh** I Say How The f** When Its The Realest sh** On Mixtapes [Bridge] You Ain't Real Like You Used To Be Your Girl Ain't Real Like She Used To Be Your Boys Ain't Real Like They Used To Be Everything Will Change For The Better Homie Including Me [Verse 2: Sick Jacken] Million Dollar Dreams Got Me Serving Fiends From The Streets Of Pico Union To The Boulevard's In Queens The Mic's My Triple Beam Weigh Every Line I Sing So I Could Reign Supreme And Live Forever With My Dream Team Yeah, Me & King From The Same Block But I Ain't Gonna Name Drop Terrain Still Remain Hot Though We Don't Complain About The Things That We Ain't Got Hustle Hard, Stay Humble Shine Bright, Game Locked I Should've Listened To My Father When He Told Me Don't Bother With The Street Cuz There's No Honor Now I Tell My Daughter While She Serve Me Jack & Water Like I Did For Pop Back When Life Was Just A Lil Harder I Tried To Make It Look As Easy As He Did For Me I Didn't Know Just How Crazy Life Had Yet To Be Everything Eventually Will Stand Where It Was Meant To Be Real Spit Over Dope Beats, Sick Symphonies, Homie! [Chorus] [Bridge] [Verse 3] All You Wanna Do Is Fit In The Crowd Thats Why You Talk About Gettin' b**hes And Smokin' That Loud Let Me Guess Growing Up Your Mother Bought You Jordans I Couldn't Rap About That sh** Cause Mine Couldn't Afford It My Mind Recorded Images Of Women With Babies Aborted Your Parents Won't Support It Baby Daddy Ignored It Don't Lose Faith Cause Every Man Ain't Like That Txt Me That You Pregnant I Would Write You Right Back Look Baby Don't Worry Our Future's Looking Blurry I'm Riding With You When I'm Far From Tryna Do You Dirty Cause Even If We Break Up And It Isn't Meant To Be Just Know Your Baby Daddy Supported You Mentally Maybe My Destiny Is Give You Whatever's Left Of Me Brag To Your Friends How I Gave You The Best Memories And You Could Choose To Be A Part Of This Real sh** Leaving Lil Kids Behind Won't Be A Part Of My Guilt Trip (Oh No) [Chorus] [Bridge] (x2)