Real Ones

Yeah, Hold up wait a minute
This beat got a killer man lets figure out who did it
Justin on the mic he lay it down you know he kill it
Then you got the boy speeding yeah I'm past the limit
Aye yeah
Chiko Banndz is in the building
Brought him from the dead zombie waking on the living
I had too much water made a drip it started spilling
So I made "The Flow" I started feeling like a villain Yeah
Yeah I'm straight yeah I'm cool yeah
Yeah all I need is a coupe yeah
Got the music on a loop all the smoke from the fire
I'm producing like a blunt uncle snoop yeah
Hold up wait a minute
Tryna put the work so I can chill and count up digits
See me on the other side I'm steady burning bridges
From all of the negative I got a new religion

I stay at a 100 like a real one
Came in third place but I still won
Medallion on my neck not last one
I do it for the people like a real one
Real one, real ones
We be at a 100 like the real ones
Real one, real ones
We be at a 100 like the real ones

Yeah, Hold up wait another minute
Y'all thought that I was finished
I was in the kitchen cooking up from the beginning
Running out of music in my notes now it's replenished
I pull with the groove I got em dancing
Gotta turn it up I spend a lot of time relaxing
And I gotta add that we advancing
Taking over that you gotta see we spread like cancer
I step inside with burning stars hey ay
Zooming by like racing cars yeah yeah
24 I got them bars yeah I'm quick and you see I get to shift like working jobs hey ay ay
Yeah I'm almost finished
Put me in the record books and yeah I'm talking Guinness
Give me all the beats who can write a song the quickest
Looking at him here in the mirror that's my witnesses
I stay at a 100 like a real one
Came in third place but I still won
Medallion on my neck not last one
I do it for the people like a real one
Real one, real ones
We be at a 100 like the real ones
Real one, real ones
We be at a 100 like the real ones

Listen one time I'm gonna keep it real
K-Town legend and you already know the deal
That money is the object and I'm tryna cop a feel
Pen and paper work my magic like I'm Copperfield
Don't chase this life it's not good for your health
But I'm gonna drain my brain like I got nothing else left
Push the limit I go hard I work on myself
My roof is a drop-top, and I'm racing like hell
I'm on my grind while all y'all stay talking
Securing the back and the records get to topping
Take over beats like I'm Apple and I'm not stopping
And I come out on top cause bitch I stay bossing
All eyes on the top, that's the wave
I'm the cream of the crop, fuck what you say
I get my grind on and you just lay
And I come out top, try to get paid

I stay at a 100 like a real one
Came in third place but I still won
Medallion on my neck not last one
I do it for the people like a real one
Real one, real ones
We be at a 100 like the real ones
Real one, real ones
We be at a 100 like the real ones

Fuck the fakes, keep a real on the highlight
I'm in my zone and I'm glowing like it's twilight
Got a goal in mind and bitch it's in my sight
Ask one time to kill a track and I might go