2 Real lyrics

Artist  : Scarface 
Song : 2 Real



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 "2 Real"
(feat. 3-2, UGK)

[Bun B]
I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin
had to find my place
But the world can leave a foul taste on the
tongue
had to dodge a case 
Had to dodge a bullet
And the nigga that tried to pull it
The streets is throwed
If I don't get lean and blowed everyday
I feel just like I'ma explode on overload and
overdrive
All my life this drive I tried
I seen a lot of good niggas die
Cause somebody hated somebody lied or somebody
snitched
Or somebody's a bit*h
I wish I could change the past
But I gots to live in the present and pray
that tomorrow this sh*t don't last, I'm livin to
fast
Shit, my momma asked me who I was like she ain't
know me
But, to tell the truth I didn't know myself
I found out she had to told me
Just to show me just how good I had it 
I guess I couldn't see it
Mild-mannered I just couldn't be it  
But that was just the way we used to G it
One of the wrongest niggas I see
Or one of the strongest niggas I know
Walkin on my tippy-toe cause the life I live
ain't long and I know
So I put weed in the bong and I blow
Stay cool calm and collected a neglected
Child that grew into a man that's widely
respected
Too real

[Chorus]
I feel no pain
I can't complain
Stuck in the game
Tryin to maintain
Cause I'm so real

[Pimp C]
We blow big everyday 
But that don't stop our pain
Or bring back our homeboys that we done lost off
in this dirty game
Got niggas doin 40
When you 25 that's life
I guess when your career is sellin dope somebody
got to pay the price
These bit*h as* niggas shife
Niggas might snitch out they momma
That's why me and Leroy watch stay strapped and
ready for all drama
Cause we ain't promised tommorow
But nigga you promised to die
Nigga can't you see you gettin to high trippin of
that potent fry
At night I talk to God and try to understand
How people can worship false prophets and say
prayers to a man
I guess they already gone, ain't nothin gone
bring them back
So I just say thanks for what I got and blow on
indo sacks
I still love my piece of change, wood grain and
big head ones
But I had to realize in life everything ain't
always fun
I guess that's true for some
But them hoes will never win
Out here just hustlin and grindin 
Tryin to change from niggas to men

[Chorus]

[3-2]
My nigga you a ho to me
Boy you done went off on me
Runnin round with the fakin and hatin 
I'ma blast if you run up on me
I'ma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can
snitch 
This matter coulda been resolved
if you woulda came clean and paid my shit
See niggas disrespect the game but boy you'll
never last
Pullin that ho sh*t sellin your partner out for a
piece of ass
And fool you claim you real but really need to be
shot up
No respect for your family that's dead
don't write yo peoples locked up
Damn I miss my dog he was hog to this game
Unlike bustas these days that talk down on your
name
You boys is funny
I'm bout my money
And oh so true
Mr. 3-2 when I never trusted you
I'm too real

[Chorus]