Real8

Yeah (Yeah)

Blaime (Blaime)

Yeah Yeah Yeah
I came through the block (Block)
Used to be the nigga pitching da rocks (Rocks)
Now I be the nigga calling the shots (Shots)
All my niggas gotta piece of the pot (Pot)
All my niggas down to ride if we got (If we got)
Die for this shit, man we all that we got (All that we got)
I remember when I struggled a lot (Struggled a lot)
Now we on our way to surface the top (Top)
Boy you a sucka that mean you a leech (Mean you a leech)
Cappin when you know that car was a lease (Was a lease)
Acting like you really all in the streets (Streets)
You gritting your teeth but you not a beast (Not a beast)
Eat the competition Bon Appetit (Bon Appetit)
You niggas sweet
Rollie drippin like it came out the creek (Came out the creek)
Shorty on me cause she know I'm a freak (I'm a freak)
She know im playing for keep

I run through the cake
Versace belt on me a gun on my waist (Gun on my waist)
Living my life like im running a race (Running a race)
Stressing I gotta take one to the face (One to the face)
Bitches on me cause my Rollie ain't fake (Rollie aint fake)
Used to eat noodles I'm ordering steak (Ordering steak)
I'm everything a pussy nigga hate
All of my niggas I know you relate, the feeling is great (Know you relate the feeling Is great)
I run through the cake
Versace belt on me a gun on my waist (Gun on my waist)
Living my life like im running a race (Running a race)
Stressing I gotta take one to the face (One to the face)
Bitches on me cause my Rollie ain't fake (Rollie aint fake)
Used to eat noodles I'm ordering steak (Ordering steak)
I'm everything a pussy nigga hate
All of my niggas I know you relate, the feeling is great (Know you relate the feeling Is great)

You niggas cap
Frontin like you really stunting
I be in the trenched where was you at (Where was you at)
Never seen non of you niggas thuggin on no corner stuck in the trap (Trap)
Right hand on the strap left hand full of crack we was pitching till it's all the way gone
Late nights early mornings running them racks up yea (Run it up run it up)
In the kitchen 50 pounds they already sacked up yea (Yea)
Whole 7 in the wood we rolling up fat blunts yea (Roll it up roll it up yea)
Motorcades through the hood pull-up in the black truck (Skerrrt)
Watch how we act up
Used to play the kitchen water whippin watching television till the fiends came
Fast forward and we still at it we not on the corner but we still slang
Disrespecting niggas at ya neck but we just want a check and niggas will bang (Will bang)
Cause to a giant that's a little thing we just focused on doing them real thangs (Thang)

I run through the cake
Versace belt on me a gun on my waist (Gun on my waist)
Living my life like im running a race (Running a race)
Stressing I gotta take one to the face (One to the face)
Bitches on me cause my Rollie ain't fake (Rollie aint fake)
Used to eat noodles I'm ordering steak (Ordering steak)
I'm everything a pussy nigga hate
All of my niggas I know you relate, the feeling is great (Know you relate the feeling Is great)
I run through the cake
Versace belt on me a gun on my waist (Gun on my waist)
Living my life like im running a race (Running a race)
Stressing I gotta take one to the face (One to the face)
Bitches on me cause my Rollie ain't fake (Rollie aint fake)
Used to eat noodles I'm ordering steak (Ordering steak)
I'm everything a pussy nigga hate
All of my niggas I know you relate, the feeling is great (Know you relate the feeling Is great)

We don't pipe down
Diamonds really shinning bright now
Versace linen on her night-gown
Ride on my wave and you might drown (Drown)
I do this shit im from a small town
Dem killas rollin with the 4 pounds
Empty the clip and get more rounds (More rounds)
We got enough of em to go around (Go around)
Niggas don't want any smoke
Ima just give em the rope
I let em do it to themselves
You niggas'll choke
My niggas feed you the shells
It really ain't good for ya health
I want the most not the lesser
I'm going in till I'm on a stretcher
No matter what dey know ima get it
Ima run though the money like aint no limit
Yea yea

I run through the cake
Versace belt on me a gun on my waist (Gun on my waist)
Living my life like im running a race (Running a race)
Stressing I gotta take one to the face (One to the face)
Bitches on me cause my Rollie ain't fake (Rollie aint fake)
Used to eat noodles I'm ordering steak (Ordering steak)
I'm everything a pussy nigga hate
All of my niggas I know you relate, the feeling is great (Know you relate the feeling Is great)
I run through the cake
Versace belt on me a gun on my waist (Gun on my waist)
Living my life like im running a race (Running a race)
Stressing I gotta take one to the face (One to the face)
Bitches on me cause my Rollie ain't fake (Rollie aint fake)
Used to eat noodles I'm ordering steak (Ordering steak)
I'm everything a pussy nigga hate
All of my niggas I know you relate, the feeling is great (Know you relate the feeling Is great)

Blaime
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah



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Writer(s): Robert Wilhite
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