4Real
I knew I wanted to get me a million
I got in my bag for real
But all I knew was how to fuck the money
I knew that I had to chill
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
Went from smoking on roaches
To now everything out the vacuum seal
I'm in my bag foreal
I'm getting cash for real
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
All I knew was how to fuck up the money I knew that I had to chill
Went from smoking on roaches to now everything out the vacuum seal
I was rooting out for everybody
I was way in the back forreal
Needed help from some people I knew would say no, I was asking still
Taking loss after loss
Have you out here ready to trap forreal
I knew I had to chill
Went and got in my bag forreal
Me and reek still be tripping
Like how the hell we lose a bag forreal
Talk shit in every one of my songs
But wait til I brag forreal
I get my hands on a milli
I prolly won't know how to act forreal
So I'm Independent til I get it
A label need me then we Maxing deals
I had to focus and grow up
How u quick to get a bitch on the gram
But None of my content u post up
I know they say watch ya enemies
But that mean really
Focus on ya close ones
Can't nobody hurt u more then a person
Who been around and know the most stuff
So I can never get my hopes up
Yea yeaaa yeah
Niggas was feeding me lies
I see it all in they eyes
I wasn't surprised
I had to focus on the prize
Yea yeaaa yeah
Guess they battling pride
I put life on the line
I knew we would shine
All I needed was some time
I knew I wanted to get me a million
I got in my bag for real
But all I knew was how to fuck the money
I knew that I had to chill
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
Went from smoking on roaches
To now everything out the vacuum seal
I'm in my bag foreal
I'm getting cash for real
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
All I knew was how to fuck up the money I knew that I had to chill
Went from smoking on roaches to now everything out the vacuum seal
Everybody got commas
I'm jus trynna turn my hunnits into bankrolls
Middle school, high school I was fucked up
Wearing all the same clothes
I knew I wanted it rapping
When I started rapping
They told me to change goals
My shawty said she want the Range Rove
I'm thinking bigger like a pink rolls
I'm trynna run up a bag
So I can still get deposits when the bank closed
Different city
Not the same shows
I know we do not got the same goals
Swagg said he wanted a coupe
I told em he Stay down then it's case closed
Voc said he wanted a trophy
I Told em I'll get the Rollie with the face froze
Remember wen u wore the same clothes
Now u steady getting pesos
Wanna turn into a boss so I can give all of my niggas a payroll
Left the house with stack
Trynna make a couple more for the day go
When u getting to a dollar bitches really starting the fucking wen u say so
Yea yeaaa yeah
Niggas was feeding me lies
I see it all in they eyes
I wasn't surprised
I had to focus on the prize
Yea yeaaa yeah
Guess they battling pride
I put life on the line
I knew we would shine
All I needed was some time
I knew I wanted to get me a million
I got in my bag for real
But all I knew was how to fuck the money
I knew that I had to chill
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
Went from smoking on roaches
To now everything out the vacuum seal
I'm in my bag foreal
I'm getting cash for real
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
All I knew was how to fuck up the money I knew that I had to chill
Went from smoking on roaches to now everything out the vacuum seal
I got in my bag for real
But all I knew was how to fuck the money
I knew that I had to chill
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
Went from smoking on roaches
To now everything out the vacuum seal
I'm in my bag foreal
I'm getting cash for real
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
All I knew was how to fuck up the money I knew that I had to chill
Went from smoking on roaches to now everything out the vacuum seal
I was rooting out for everybody
I was way in the back forreal
Needed help from some people I knew would say no, I was asking still
Taking loss after loss
Have you out here ready to trap forreal
I knew I had to chill
Went and got in my bag forreal
Me and reek still be tripping
Like how the hell we lose a bag forreal
Talk shit in every one of my songs
But wait til I brag forreal
I get my hands on a milli
I prolly won't know how to act forreal
So I'm Independent til I get it
A label need me then we Maxing deals
I had to focus and grow up
How u quick to get a bitch on the gram
But None of my content u post up
I know they say watch ya enemies
But that mean really
Focus on ya close ones
Can't nobody hurt u more then a person
Who been around and know the most stuff
So I can never get my hopes up
Yea yeaaa yeah
Niggas was feeding me lies
I see it all in they eyes
I wasn't surprised
I had to focus on the prize
Yea yeaaa yeah
Guess they battling pride
I put life on the line
I knew we would shine
All I needed was some time
I knew I wanted to get me a million
I got in my bag for real
But all I knew was how to fuck the money
I knew that I had to chill
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
Went from smoking on roaches
To now everything out the vacuum seal
I'm in my bag foreal
I'm getting cash for real
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
All I knew was how to fuck up the money I knew that I had to chill
Went from smoking on roaches to now everything out the vacuum seal
Everybody got commas
I'm jus trynna turn my hunnits into bankrolls
Middle school, high school I was fucked up
Wearing all the same clothes
I knew I wanted it rapping
When I started rapping
They told me to change goals
My shawty said she want the Range Rove
I'm thinking bigger like a pink rolls
I'm trynna run up a bag
So I can still get deposits when the bank closed
Different city
Not the same shows
I know we do not got the same goals
Swagg said he wanted a coupe
I told em he Stay down then it's case closed
Voc said he wanted a trophy
I Told em I'll get the Rollie with the face froze
Remember wen u wore the same clothes
Now u steady getting pesos
Wanna turn into a boss so I can give all of my niggas a payroll
Left the house with stack
Trynna make a couple more for the day go
When u getting to a dollar bitches really starting the fucking wen u say so
Yea yeaaa yeah
Niggas was feeding me lies
I see it all in they eyes
I wasn't surprised
I had to focus on the prize
Yea yeaaa yeah
Guess they battling pride
I put life on the line
I knew we would shine
All I needed was some time
I knew I wanted to get me a million
I got in my bag for real
But all I knew was how to fuck the money
I knew that I had to chill
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
Went from smoking on roaches
To now everything out the vacuum seal
I'm in my bag foreal
I'm getting cash for real
How is they mad for real
When I had it bad for real
All I knew was how to fuck up the money I knew that I had to chill
Went from smoking on roaches to now everything out the vacuum seal
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Writer(s): Demetrius Brown
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