Meek Mill - Real Niggas Come First lyrics

See real niggas come first cause
We men of respect
And do what we want in these streets
And dope boys come second
Cause money make the motherfucking
World go round
And fly niggas come third cause he
Might ain’t got no money
But he still can pull the
Baddest bitch in the building
We killing these streets nigga
Treat the motherfucking Ghost like
A Grand Marquis
Walk up with at least 20 deep
And we order a feast

I come straight from the ghetto
I'm ballin hard as I wanna
And I'm thankful as ever that we
Ain't all on the corner
Dodgin' death and the system
Yeah the refs with the whistles
Cause these suckas is foul they
Disrespect us we hit em'
Niggas claiming they real
They wrist and neck ain't official
They got me out in the field
A nigga back on his gristle
Going hard with them hammers my
Niggas all in the slammer
Niggas want catch me slippin' but
I don't walk on bananas
I'm out here strapped-er than velcro
And no I don't sell dough
But I spit that raw shit
It's like I sell coke
Put one in your head nigga like
Right where the shell go
Got one in the chamber
Yea we on point like an elbow
Bulletproof Range when I pull it shoot thangs
Hit em close range
Let him feel the blue flame
Every month I buy a new car, a new chain
And I don't never fuck no bummy
Hoes that count they loose change

Real nigga come first
(first) and dope boy come second (second)
Fly nigga come third and I keep
Birds all in my words (in my words)
I keep birds all in my words
(and them people tapping my line man
That shit bad for my nerves)
Real bitches come first
(first) , bad bitches come second (second)
Freak bitches come third and I keep
Birds all in my words
I got Percs all in my system
And apple juice in my syrup
And these suckers talkin this money shit
Y’all niggas got some nerve

I try to keep my bitches all on lay away
(lay away) and if you fuck me good
You getting paid today (paid today)
This Aude on my wrist, it cost me 80k
And I ain’t got no ice in it
Rollin out the light tinted
So these niggas see me
(see me) , sway em like graffiti (fiti)
I get what I wanna
(wanna) , like I own a genie (genie)
Niggas hating on me (on me)
Know they wanna be me, at
The table with my niggas
Eatin' lobster & linguine
And that pussy smell like Fiji
Boy, I’ll just go swimming
Everything foreign from the Porsches
To the women
I’m early in the morning, with the coca
Trying to flip it
Nigas say they want the money but they
Don’t wanna go and get it
That’s why real nigga come first
(first) , dope boy come second (second)
Fly nigga come third and I was
Out there on that curb
With mailbox so close with me
I’m picture word that I’m worth
Talkin late nights you don’t play right
That kitchen wearin that work go!