Conversations On That Brown

[Verse 1 – Trinidad James] Still got a real job, still got real problems Lost all of my hoes, they say that work was the problem I sat back, thought Like I just started rhyming Even though I been grinding, so what’s up with this timing They say that anything that’s worth it is worth waiting on And just cause a nigga wait don’t mean he waiting long So nigga what you waiting for, and what you hating for You ain’t a real nigga, this ain’t a game homie, so what you playing for You ain’t got to talk to me, you ain’t gotta like me But respect me, you gon do And a nigga on the track with me, he gon respect that nigga too And naw nigga we ain’t kidding, and naw we ain’t best friends It’s a real nigga on the same shit that I am, bitch! [Hook] Respect is never given nigga, it’s earned And if you don’t respect a nigga, then burn Listen to my mistakes, and you might learn Real niggas never rush, they wait their turn Real niggas never rush, they wait their turn I said real niggas never rush, they wait their turn Respect is never given nigga, it’s earned And real niggas never rush, they wait their turn [Verse 2 – Scotty ATL] Respect is all that I ask, something brown in my glass We hitting every event, really wasting my gas I’m looking for [?] street, praying hoping and wishing That somebody would have a minute to pull up a seat and listen Was rapping but then I quit, wrapped up in all the shit Not many rappers get out a few miles of the city limits And half them niggas be lying, half them niggas not who they be saying they is That shit will having me hot I grew up in [?] more, nigga beat it [?] Instead of that Facebook and I’m tired of twitter whores I’m kicking the shit with Chain, we were chopping it up If nigga wasn’t even rapping we would kick it with you boy I go hard in the paint, no Waka but I’m sold on the Fact that I’m the truth, other words man I’m cold And I’m tired of this rap shit, flicks act whack shit Smile when you see me stab a nigga in the back shit [Hook]