Lyrics:
Yes
Every day somebody ask me where all the real MC's is at?
They underground
There's mad talented cats underground with that raw shit
You know
nigga real I tell him give me dick (ooh)
And arch my ass up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Give it a smack, you throwing it back
Bae, I ain't know you was
went and got me a Benz
I wonder where all my friends had went 'fore I was major
They was happy for me 'til a nigga made it, that shit be crazy
You get
you're a broke English major"
I still live with Mom and Dad and it's kind of sad
When this Stanford grad brings ladies to his pad
"What up girl?"
"Aren't
Walking out the bank I'm in the major leagues
Can't you just tell just by my wrist to see I'm pushing p
You ain't having motion come get close to me
Way I
these digits
My dairy ain't nothing like Bridget's
But this real shit what I been living
I had some food but wasn't Thanksgiving
But there was something I
Where you at? Where you at? Yeah
Now where you at, where you at?
It's really real, the way I'm feelin' right now
At 5 o'clock in the mornin-a
justice (We want justice)
We ain't waiting for it (We ain't waitin')
Wasting our time trust y'all gon' pay for it
Feel like a revolution (Revolution)
Real
Random!
Everybody on my team is winners
Everybody on your team beginners
Why you do that, rapper? Fucking new-jack rappers
Flinch when I walk by cause I
See a black man shot by the cops this week
Unconsciously my mind thought that guy was me
How would my family feel
Put my body in the box
And they
the circuit
The hardest working aren't the celebrated
Major labels tryna pull us down
Naysayers tryna shoot us down
The fans are the real stars
We keep
hit me back when you get a chance man, for real
Being a man is hard to reach out for that helping hand, tell me what you gon' do when them punches land
it's hard
It's only first semester and I'm feeling like a jester
So to be a good investor, I have to drop my major
Major? That's a real game changer
What
you the one I touch a mil with
This love came real quick it caught me by surprise real shit
Whenever you drop it low just know i'm coming fasho
And my
"Keep It On"
Do the thing man
Fo real, dont stop
(And I like it, I, I)
H World dont stop
(And I like it, I, I)
M. Betha, dont stop
(And I
Packin a .38 snub and a razor blade, uh!
Thug shit in a major way
I kick ya dog's ass like a Flavor Flav
Thug niggas with guns beneath leathers
If you
ain’t real
Give a fuck if it’s fake
I love how it feels
I love I love I love
I love how it feels
Run this shit back this a rodeo
They preying
I done got to high I can't feel my face
Henny bottles by fifth bring a whole case
Uh huh yeah smoking outa the P lose
You might get high but you
Looking for a reason but I can not seem to swim
Carried by the ocean drowning in my own sin
To keep it fucking real with you I don't know how I'm holding
feeling so insecure
Used to be by my side but
Now all I see is pride
On the quest for big lucci, got you open wide
It feels funny
Cause it never used to be
Yeah yeah yeah
Im a get that fucking cash
Og told me get that cashhh
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah
Og that's what they said for real og
Hey hey hey hey
I'm
to 'Major Bucks' while Pete rocks
Control blocks from ballplayers to corner hustlers
Here come the Spark Brothers, many retire when I open fire
Dropping
Thought that they were real but fuck it it ain't nothing major
Uh, they gon regret it when they see me later
Put my feelings to the side I gotta stack some
real cool
Motherfuckers say I used to shine but I still do
That's a fact for real
And this shits true, I don't got to act for real
I'm a get thru
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