who really real on this end?

(What do you desire?) Yeah, yeah (bitch, you fucked me up with this one) Turn me up, bird business Double R, they with me (Bitch, haha!) Yeah, uh (You fucked me up with this one) Who with me? Who against me? Who love me? Who there for me? Who really? Thinkin', sittin' back, smokin' cigarettes, fuckin' my lungs up Thinkin', who really my brother? Thinkin', she really my lover? Thinkin', should I have cuffed her? Everything fuckin' my head up We 'posed to be there for each other Treated you like my brother Danielle had love for you like you was one of her sons, yeah Seein' my baby brother on that monitor is fuckin' my head up Everything got me fed up Pills fuckin' my brain up Fuck around, go insane, yeah It's like ever since Brenda been gone, everything been goin' down the drain, yeah Nothing been the same, yeah Who around really love me? Who around for the fame? Yeah That fame is a dangerous game, yeah Give all my niggas game, yeah This shit got me in pain, yeah Gave a lot of niggas names, yeah Huh, called you brother once, so I won't shit up on your name, yeah But that's just me, won't fold under heat I'll never put my niggas in jeopardy, you got a daughter to feed I wear my heart on my sleeve It be some nights I can't sleep These drugs takin' over me God, forgive me Can't let these niggas put me or my niggas six-feet deep I hope the same go for me I got a family to feed I'll hold this shit down, but y'all pray for me (bitch, haha) (I'll hold this shit down, y'all pray for me) (I'll hold this shit down, y'all pray for me) (If I leave here now, who would cry for me?) (Desire) (Bitch, haha!) No paper, no pen, it's real on this end This straight off the dome, I'm gone off the Henn' I'm goin' for the win, we gone in the wind Tryna repent my sins, free Doo out the pen We done came to our ends Glocks out, diamonds out, 60,000 jewelry, I'm him Rocks shinin' with no light, even in the dim I love it when it rain I should've went plain But I was young and I wanted bling So I did my thing Car changin' lanes by itself, no brain And it park itself, that's how I came It speak for itself Old white man like, "How the hell?" Assumin' that I sell Paid KayB bail Couldn't let him sit in there I love you, bitch, it's 4L Forever, flockin' together