Real Nigga Fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You my real nigga fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You a real nigga fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You my real nigga fasho
Tell em somethin they don't know, tell me somethin I don't know
Big money little feelings
I pray I see a hunned million for I do a hunned seasons
And the reason be a killing off these rap niggas
My old hoes text me "Congrats nigga"
They go from burning bridges to building them back with you
Crazy, yo oldest baby made it out the trap mama
Don't know if you knew I just had hoped to make it back mama
Ducking boys in blue and the careless niggas with straps
Should prolly be reading a bible instead I'm reading a map
It hit the scale as a 4, we cooked and stretched it to 6
Yeah we know the batch was bad but we still gon make a flip
We still gon make a grip
Inner city servin and still gon take a trip
This fix can fix the world
And I never understood that but baby I agreed
Just a lost nigga following a lost niggas lead
Bunch of boss nigaas tryna make a boss out of me
Saying if you can't toss the rock you gon get tossed out the league, damn
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You my real nigga fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You a real nigga fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You my real nigga fasho
Tell em somethin they don't know, tell me somethin I don't know
Big money little feelings
I'm shooting dice with all my niggas
If they pick up extra dollas I might fuck around and kill em
Hoe I need it
Just to show you how I'm living I might post a couple snaps
But I ain't a fan of social media and it's like that
All I see on there is lives snatched
And niggas dressing up like bitches I don't like that
No disrespect to gay people but who advised that
You buy a dress and wig, make a video, then take it right back
Wearing women slippers
Liquor in yo liver, swearing that you ain't gay
Tryna claim that you're delivered
But fuck it I'm off that, cause I'm on to something bigger
Like I'm shooting plus size models, I need bigger figures
For you broke boys, the bitter line is self driven
You must be out ya melon saying life ain't gave you no lemons
Cause all I ever knew is that life had gave me no limit
And whatever you want, you gotta go out and get it
You my real nigga fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You a real nigga fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You my real nigga fasho
Tell em somethin they don't know, tell me somethin I don't know
Big money little feelings
I pray I see a hunned million for I do a hunned seasons
And the reason be a killing off these rap niggas
My old hoes text me "Congrats nigga"
They go from burning bridges to building them back with you
Crazy, yo oldest baby made it out the trap mama
Don't know if you knew I just had hoped to make it back mama
Ducking boys in blue and the careless niggas with straps
Should prolly be reading a bible instead I'm reading a map
It hit the scale as a 4, we cooked and stretched it to 6
Yeah we know the batch was bad but we still gon make a flip
We still gon make a grip
Inner city servin and still gon take a trip
This fix can fix the world
And I never understood that but baby I agreed
Just a lost nigga following a lost niggas lead
Bunch of boss nigaas tryna make a boss out of me
Saying if you can't toss the rock you gon get tossed out the league, damn
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You my real nigga fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You a real nigga fasho
That's a real nigga fasho, you a real nigga fasho
You my real nigga fasho
Tell em somethin they don't know, tell me somethin I don't know
Big money little feelings
I'm shooting dice with all my niggas
If they pick up extra dollas I might fuck around and kill em
Hoe I need it
Just to show you how I'm living I might post a couple snaps
But I ain't a fan of social media and it's like that
All I see on there is lives snatched
And niggas dressing up like bitches I don't like that
No disrespect to gay people but who advised that
You buy a dress and wig, make a video, then take it right back
Wearing women slippers
Liquor in yo liver, swearing that you ain't gay
Tryna claim that you're delivered
But fuck it I'm off that, cause I'm on to something bigger
Like I'm shooting plus size models, I need bigger figures
For you broke boys, the bitter line is self driven
You must be out ya melon saying life ain't gave you no lemons
Cause all I ever knew is that life had gave me no limit
And whatever you want, you gotta go out and get it
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Writer(s): Dontez Burgess
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