Real One

Real one stand for something and you uh die bout it
Hit em up smoking blunts while they momma crying about it
Gotta get this money
Cuz I gotta feed the fam with it
It's a difference to wanting the lifestyle and being born in it
Young nigga go and get that money
And do ya dance with it
Only get one shot so I had to the chance homie
Running up them bandz tell me why you ain't put yo mans on it
Death be dishonor can't fold gotta stand on it
Check around my land they a tell you I'm the man on it
If you want to be successful then you gotta plan on it
The block is so hot
It's a cold world gotta live in it
Got the binoculars and I'm searching for a mil ticket

Light one up, pour it out for a real one
Turn this mother fucker up if you real a one
Ayeee
She a bad bitch she a real one
Always bounce back she resilient
Light one up, pour it out for a real one
Turn this mother fucker up if you real a one
Ayeee
She a bad bitch she a real one
Do what I gotta do so I can die a real one



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Writer(s): Lyle Harris
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