Real Talk
Uh yeah drinking 7 up
Several fucks went out the window
When I'm off that indo now there's none left
Enough said
Shit
I don't got enough bread but I'm chilling
Live it up
Yeah
Rolling up reeking up the building
Feeling fine
Wrote a million rhymes
Chameleon I'm blending in
Everybody knows that I'm tryna win
You tryna lose
Tie your shoes you gonna slip
The squid
Crew fully equipped
Living the fullest
They full of some shit I know
I'll float
Wait for ya'll response
The ambience is real
Feel like ya'll gon hit me up
When I be on and that's for real
Real talk, real talk, real talk
And i've been on this chronic when I chill
Feel like ya'll just gonna hate but hey I'm living how I feel
Real talk, real talk, real talk
Doc Oc in the ware house
Unaware my whereabouts
Airing out the chronic smoke
I'm on a roll, never got the honor roll tho
I be chilling out
Hotbox smoke we peeling out
Don't know how I'm feeling now
Feeling fine I suppose
We posted up
Really got that dro
Gon roll it up
Really don't know why we holding up
And I'm trynna fly won't slow me up
Nope
We showing up stoned
Yeah
Braintrust
Wait for ya'll response
The ambience is real
Feel like ya'll gon hit me up
When I be on and that's for real
Real talk, real talk, real talk
And i've been on this chronic when I chill
Feel like ya'll just gonna hate but hey I'm living how I feel
Real talk, real talk, real talk
Several fucks went out the window
When I'm off that indo now there's none left
Enough said
Shit
I don't got enough bread but I'm chilling
Live it up
Yeah
Rolling up reeking up the building
Feeling fine
Wrote a million rhymes
Chameleon I'm blending in
Everybody knows that I'm tryna win
You tryna lose
Tie your shoes you gonna slip
The squid
Crew fully equipped
Living the fullest
They full of some shit I know
I'll float
Wait for ya'll response
The ambience is real
Feel like ya'll gon hit me up
When I be on and that's for real
Real talk, real talk, real talk
And i've been on this chronic when I chill
Feel like ya'll just gonna hate but hey I'm living how I feel
Real talk, real talk, real talk
Doc Oc in the ware house
Unaware my whereabouts
Airing out the chronic smoke
I'm on a roll, never got the honor roll tho
I be chilling out
Hotbox smoke we peeling out
Don't know how I'm feeling now
Feeling fine I suppose
We posted up
Really got that dro
Gon roll it up
Really don't know why we holding up
And I'm trynna fly won't slow me up
Nope
We showing up stoned
Yeah
Braintrust
Wait for ya'll response
The ambience is real
Feel like ya'll gon hit me up
When I be on and that's for real
Real talk, real talk, real talk
And i've been on this chronic when I chill
Feel like ya'll just gonna hate but hey I'm living how I feel
Real talk, real talk, real talk
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Writer(s): Ryan Chapman
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