Lyrics:
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
conversation the way you come across your shit is off
Malfunctionin my nigga you about to feel the real force
Lay you on your face while I beat you up your head
Yo
Mic check (my dick!)
Testing, one, two, fuck
(My dick)
My nuts
My attitude is worse than NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid shit
Yo
Mic check (my dick!)
Testing, one, two, fuck
(My dick)
My nuts
My attitude is worse than NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid shit
on
'Cause your skin is peelin' around
Them bullet wounds on your back
You're fat, plus you're abortion-prone
I'd rather be a young exec, than the puppet
Ayy, yeah, wake, wake shit up, ayy
On my mama, I can't make shit up, ayy
If I ain't a real boy, what you call it?
I don't think you want no
shoot
You gon' end up on the news (shh)
You gon' end up eatin' thru a tube (shh)
Shhhh, keep it quiet like a silencer
If that bitch is talkin' shit I
brother
Could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I don't go, with the flow
Even though I'm bout to roll with
to come by; real niggaz you 'know?
That ain't on no gay shit, that's on some real shit, dig that
Oh boy! Uhh.. (Not on no gay shit nigga, be pimpin)
that shit cuz yo songs is awful
Crying on yo insta Live cuz you got doxed by Fawful
And don't get me started on that nigga Snoopy WRLD
You is so enormous
our dress cold is all black
Y’all niggas always say y’all real but y’all Niggas really rats
Look at the scoreboard, we up by twenty four y’all need get
vile man shout out to j cole
But this is lyrical joe
Shovels At work Chaley it’s time to burry talks
And It all balls down to holes like golf
They
Tell em some real niggas back on the Nina chop
We need our flowers by like three o'clock
Ugh
Look, I don't need no load management
I do this shit with
the shit got deep and it was on
Number 1 song after number 1 song
Long as my muthafuckin' pockets was fat
I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at
But
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
meaty
She had a nice, uh, graffiti, beaty, booty
Real Florida shit, call me a jit
I got bars, what? I got bars
And a yurr rist, stars, it's a space ship
[Showbiz]
Yeah, it's time to silence the lambs. Let niggas know what time it is
on the real tip, know what I'm saying? Showbiz & A.G. killing all
shit wasn't even cool to me
I dreamt of condos and video vixens
Until I learned most the girls in videos is pigeons
I just wanted the world to see I
Stop sleepin',ya'll,if you know what time it is
Because someone is talkin' yours as well as gettin' his
You can front and ignore,but one thing's for
the hell)
Devil by the pale moon light bet you wanna take a dance (don't you)
Take a chance with your life messing with that CHHK clan (boy)
Hook
Real lyrics
me
I like them stacks boy
I like them racks boy
This ain't no fake shit
I be the real McCoy
Just bought a new toy
Somebody help me Lord
I be like fuck
other bitches ain't shit
(Verse 3)
Living this life
Wouldn't feel the same
If you weren't by my side
Tried that love thing before
But all they speak is
droolin
And checkin socks for the fat knots who the fuck you think you foolin
Runnin from the sirens, stop the violence I ain't heard that shit
Come in
the shovel
God is by my side, so peep the treble
Let me take a break and then I celebrate
Escalate, smoke my weed the best 'cause I'mma graduate, great
I feel
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