Realest in My City

The realest in my city ain't no fucking doubt about It
All my bitches pretty they either boujee or they solid
Jit finna hit the dentist gleaming wilding when I'm styling
These hoes wanna cuff me but sorry I ain't wifing
Fuck my P.O and the system I'm still wilding on probation
I don't like 380s I rather tote em baby's k bitch
You can't stand up to my niggas
Put that silence to yo face
Tip toeing in yo city while I'm on this open case
Screaming fuck the judge till my niggas out that cage
Ima ceo I make my moves let me come and demonstrate
I don't fuck with rap niggas don't like to collab with lames
Play some games have my youngans take you out your name bitch
Ima big dawg you a lil nigga
My Haitians in the jungle we go dumb bout our skrilla
Your babymama lookin she want some dick in her
Had to give her a couple hundreds cause that nigga ain't feed his children
Niggas love to diss but nah I don't hear it
Ima do what I do and keep stacking up my figures
Yeah I'm from the gates where them youngans slagging pistols
We official fuck any nigga cause we bout our issue
You got broke nigga fevers I got rich Nigga problems
Pull up to yo set I'm bout whatever bitch I'm bout that drama
Illest in the city hoes love it when you got them commas
I'm taking flight I ain't catching feelings bitch I'm really wicked
Youngest in the game them cougars hoes love it how we with it
Snatch a nigga chain hate to see he was crying like a bitch
Thinkin bout a check all I do is reminisce
Fuck a bitch and fuck a nigga we gon flip the deck bitch
Once again I'm solid once again you fold
I heard you signing to them crackers snitching on yo bros
Mezamii lord but he finna get exposed
Never tell on yo dawgs
That's the number one code
I pray to the lord the devil wanna take my soul
The industry can't never change me I rather be stuck in a hole
I don't chase no hoes cause you know I got plenty
I'm ready bout whatever bitch gon and ask the city



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Writer(s): Edwin Pierre
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