feat. Popeye, Sam
  
  Mac talking:
  
  Yeah I got these motherfucking Warlocks in this biatch
  So you know its all about that World War 3 Nigga
  You feel me nigga haha
  My nigga Sam
  My nigga Popeye
  Shout out to my nigga BI-Geezy you off in this bitch
  feel it
  
  Chorus: (Popeye)
  
  My future, my focus, paradise
  Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
  And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
  I keep the real motherfuckers alive
  
  My future, my focus, paradise
  Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
  And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
  I keep the real motherfuckers alive
  
  Verse 1 (Sam) :
  
  Intentions to leave a coarse, remourse is extinct
  Niggas murder and lust the course we own is mislink
  The pack we don't want it lead to unknowns
  Like understanding life and why we here and some gone
  I'm mystified conspicuous eyes vision my glory
  Camaflouge and wish we hiding side of the hallways
  The narrow road has followed the battle hole of hollows I spit
  To keep the real alive to have tommorow
  Murderer slash real nigga slash ghetto celebrity
  To often have life and death we hope to never see
  The destiny of what's real is my fate to not hate
  Confusion keep unfolding that the migrates, my Lord
  Tech to my face, flinching is forbiddin
  Murder in self-defense, can you blame me for living?
  Keep the real alive, the fake get famous with death
  Keep the real seen, bitch niggas are laid to rest
  
  Chorus: (Popeye)
  My future, my focus, paradise
  Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
  And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
  I keep the real motherfuckers alive
  
  My future, my focus, paradise
  Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
  And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
  I keep the real motherfuckers alive
  
  Verse 2: (Popeye) :
  
  Faster between the streets I held on
  promoted through pistols and either elsewhere
  Silent and helped to hold on for killer that said a self-prayer
  To walk away beside the lord, siners repent so we divide the sword
  Behind the tents I mean be riding cars
  Standing off the roof of a killer, to murder made life
  Focused than any president living that carry shade ice
  That live amongst the fallen few, to walk away the day they calling you
  And freeze the heat when they come crawling through
  Breathing from the top of it's lungs, tommorow it will shut down
  Niggas that held a piece of my heart they never let down
  Was yet to come before the lord,
  I thought my father supposed to show the card,
  These niggas camaflouge to blow the gaurd
  Making me a part of the wind, suspend will now hell
  Everything operated in time to end when I fail
  Beside the walls of badder shit, I run the streets and chose to stan and spit
  Behind the gate the hater grabbin' pit
  
  Chorus: (Popeye)
  
  My future, my focus, paradise
  Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
  And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
  I keep the real motherfuckers alive
  
  My future, my focus, paradise
  Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
  And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
  I keep the real motherfuckers alive
  
  
  Verse 3 (Mac) :
  Now Check it
  Now spill on my proverbs, I bless you, you bless the next niggas
  Its for the best niggas believe me
  They say money is the root of all evil
  I say only when it's in the clutch of the wrong people ya feel that
  If murder is the medicine for fools who refuse to abide by the rules
  You lose your cool then you lose your shoes
  To every nigga in the struggle with big dreams
  We was born with the hustle in my genes, I know it seams like we forbiddin
  Forced in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating popeye chicken and biscuits
  With alittle jelly for my lil belly,
  That I just can't fill cause moma belly make the bills
  And I know shit's real, when we go to school just to eat meals
  And for dinner we got sleep nigga, it's deep nigga
  With that you got that whole world against ya
  Bitch ass nigga have you forgoten god sent ya
  Whoaaaaaa