Deep in my heart, there's no room for crying But I'm trying to see your point of view Deep in my heart, I'm afraid of dying I'd be lying if I said I'm not Welcome in, welcome in Shame about the weather Welcome in, welcome in It will come It's a sin, it's a sin Where birds of a feather Are welcome to land on you Ya-ya, yay, ya-ya, yay You've got my eyes We can see what you'll be You can't disguise And either way I will pray You will be wise Pretty soon you will see Tears in my eyes As each day goes by, makes way for another We discover that we're not alone And each day we try, the best we can to recover All the feelings that we left below Welcome in, welcome in Shame about the weather Welcome in, welcome in You will come It's a sin, it's a sin Where birds of a feather Are welcome to land on you Ya-ya, yay, ya-ya, yay You've got my eyes And we can see what you'll be You can't disguise And either way I will pray You will be wise Pretty soon you will see Tears in my eyes Welcome in, welcome in Shame about the weather Welcome in, welcome in You will come It's a sin, it's a sin Where birds of a feather Are welcome to land on you Ya-ya, yay, ya-ya, yay You've got my eyes We can see what you'll be You can't disguise And either way I will pray You will be wise Pretty soon you will see Tears in my eyes Pretty soon you will see Tears in my eyes Oh, pretty soon you will see Tears in my eyes

Stay in the trenches We came from the bottom Been dealing with pain I always been doubted I harvest it all I never forgot it Put on for my dawgs If I got it you got it I pray for my city Cause children be dying These niggas be acting They really ain't bout it Could tell that you faking You selling or buying Get smoke like like a zip And get hit with this iron Can't trust none of these niggas I'm posted alone Thirty two shots In this glock like Malone Empty the click Turn em Swayze he ghost One hundred P's I could get em all gone Stay on my toes Ima stick to the code Jpay my brother Till he coming home Soak up the game And pass it to my bros Feeling like Jeezy The way I put on Real ones never die We just multiply And keep it pushing In the field with it ima ride Count this dirty money Throw these hunnits For the real niggas in the sky Pop a perky I don't feel nothing Ain't no tears coming from my eyes Tears coming from my eyes, yea Real ones never die We just multiply And keep it pushing In the field with it ima ride Count this dirty money Throw these hunnits For the real niggas in the sky Pop a perky I don't feel nothing Ain't no tears coming from my eyes Tears coming from my eyes, yea I know we in troubled times But I'm still outside Taking these chances I'm getting mine Yea we really live We don't live a lie In the hood Where them fiends and dealers at Heard you really cap We ain't feeling that Why you rapping bout guns But ain't really strapped Why you talking bout weight Never seen a pack On a run to this money We sprinting laps Have you ever counted 20 bands cash Hit a lick or two On the cash app Pull up in the Lambo Where the trap at In the west side With the gang gang I done seen a lot of things I can not speak about Fuck shit type of things I can't be around Jump ship from the start You ain't really down Self made Never needed nobody help Couple niggas that still owe me Bitches be phony Talk on my name Like they know me Pulling string Just like I'm Tony Matola Don't gotta shoot Cause my shooter shoot for me Nobody starve We all ate like we Kobe I ain't got time But I need me a Rollie Summertime coming Them nights be the coldest Bullets start flying Them bodies turn frozen No no, real ones never die No, no, no No, real ones never die No, no, no Real ones never die No, no, no No, real ones never die No, no, no Real ones never die We just multiply And keep it pushing In the field with it ima ride Count this dirty money Throw these hunnits For the real niggas in the sky Pop a perky I don't feel nothing Ain't no tears coming from my eyes Tears coming from my eyes, yea Real ones never die We just multiply And keep it pushing In the field with it ima ride Count this dirty money Throw these hunnits For the real niggas in the sky Pop a perky I don't feel nothing Ain't no tears coming from my eyes Tears coming from my eyes, yea