This is a song about "You better tell who the real one"

Ask, real rick ross he tell you i gets it in

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

Cause you the only one who can retrieve it

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

You better throw it back cause hanging with a real one aint never free

And what i tell you, you better use it

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Convertibles with turbo jets

Lemme tell you how real this shii gets

Those who runnin won't tell you the truth,

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Cause she is the real one who really cleared up my mind

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Ain’t no one here who could spit better than me,