Wiz Khalifa - Rolling Papers 2

Holyfield

Real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Acting brand new
Why the fuck you here?
Uh, real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Acting brand new
Why the fuck you here?

Uh, down to chill
All my niggas in the field
Money, pill, I'm a boss
They hatin' still
Chevy grill, hunnid mill
Always real
Never feel thrown, I will I don't chill

Real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Acting brand new
Why the fuck you here?
Uh, real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Acting brand new
Why the fuck you here?

I'ma get high for real
I'ma get mine for real
I'm doing my time for real
I'm on my grind for real
My diamonds gon' shine for real
It's still on my mind for real
Take a paper plane
Fill it up with kush
Going hard
So you never say we lose

Real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Acting brand new
Why the fuck you here?
Uh, real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Acting brand new
Why the fuck you here?

Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Simmons, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Tobias Dekker
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