Real Talk - D.O. Dubb And JJ Spade

Talkin: Times like this, u gotta sit back for a second.
Chorus: 
Because them bills ain’t finna pay theyself
Pampers ain’t finna change theyself
Sittin’ around and waitin’ fa something’ to pop off ain’t gon’ help
Because I be doin’ this sh*t fa real, man ya’ll just playin’
Man, if u ain’t finna move wit’ the movement 
then move tha f*ck out my way
I do this, I do this, I do this, I do this sh*t fa real
I do this, I do this, I do this sh*t fa real
I do this, I do this, I do this sh*t fa real
Fa real, fa real, fa real fa real

Spade 1st verse:

Man, when they gonna get me some groupies
these h**s won’t even say hi to me
Everytime I step in tha office, feel like tha boss is finna fire me
It is what it is, it ain’t what tha fuck u thank, ain’t what u tryin’ to be
If u want a apology outta me then u gotta be…
Out yo m*th*f*ck*n mind, I’m just in time, I’m next in line
They wanna keep me underrated cause they know 
They gonna get left behind when I get my shine
Don’t gimme that bullsh*t, talkin’ bout good things come to those who wait
Well greatness only comes to those that ain’t scared to take it
Im so close I can taste it
Jus’ dealin’ with tha cards they hand me 
Time to up tha ante, if these fans don’t wanna jam me
Then, it’s back to movin these Camrys
All tha real n*gg*s finna undastand me 
Want this money m*th*f*ck a grammy
N*gg*, I ain’ t got no friends
These n*gg*s round here my family.

Repeat Chorus

O Dog Verse:
I almost lost my mind, when my daddy died
Yall, I ain’t lyin’ in my room doin’ nothin’ but cryin’ 
Sh*t was drastic, n*gg*s straight up bastards 
Askin’ for my daddy sh*t before he even in his casket
They askin, “ya’ll gon sell his car (Saints Charger)?”
I’m like really, Who tha f*ck u n*gg*s thank ya’ll are
N*gg*s we thought was cool, lyin’ and stealin’ 
This is all truth, hope ya’ll feel this, this that real sh*t
My vision bad as a muthaf*ck*, but I see tha picture perfect
N*gg*s worthless, watch em if they in ya circle
I kept my cool, thought I was lose it
Woulda lost my mind if it wasn’t for this f*ck*n music.
Ad lib: Thank God for this music.

Repeat Chorus

O Dog Mini-Chorus:
I done had better days (I had better days)
I never had colder nights (Neva no colder nights)
Man this sh*t is real (this sh*t is real)
U gotta struggle and fight in this life we live in
(Repeat mini-chorus once)

Spade 2nd Verse:
Ain’t nobody ask for yo opinion, so why da hell u keep tellin’ it
Yo two cents aint worth a nickle so what u say is irrelevant
Cause tha main n*gg*s wanna run they mouth, be tha main n*gg*s …aint sellin sh*t
Ain’t nobody f*ck*n with yo music, yo record sales is celebate
Ain’t a thang ya’ll hatas can say to me that I ain’t already told myself
It’s tha J-J S-P-A-D-E don’t get it confused wit’ nobody else
These n*gg*s really thinkin that they run tha show, we done seen n*gg*s like you come and go, everything you doin’ been done before, yo 15 minutes up give me some MO’ 
Fresh all outta f*cks, I ain’t got no mo f*cks to give
If this sh*t don’t hit, then I ain’t mad, man it is what it is
These n*gg*s to worried bout me and what I’m tryin’ to do
How bout you stop worryin’ bout me and start worryin’ about you.

Repeat Chorus:

End ad lib: 
Man, I ain’t playin’ I’m fa real fa real, fa real fa real
Man, I ain’t playin’ I’m fa real fa real, fa real fa real
Man, I ain’t playin’ I’m fa real fa real, fa real fa real
Man, I ain’t playin’ I’m fa real… fa real… fa real…
(Repeated until faded out)

JJ Spade - 4Real4Real ft O Dog

Throwback track off O Dog's "Flipside album