Real Left

Yeah, Theres Only a Couple Real Left, Uh
Theres Only A Couple Miles Left To Get This Paper No Stress
Nuttin' Less Everything I Drop Is Fresh Yeah
We Some Different Type A Niggas From The North West
And It Was All Dere...
Mummies Praying For Us Young Because That Was All Stress
But We Was Running Through Roads Them Times Were Lawless

Yeah, Flying Squad And Trident Tryna Scoop Us Up
She Tryna Claim She Celibate But She Know Who Ta Fuck
Hookah'd Up Couple Missed Calls Darg You Knew Was Up
Super Dubs, On My Way Im Bout To Scoop The Block
Whats The Loosing Odds To This Game Tell Me Who's In Touch
I'll Do Without Before I Trust A Nigga Moving Sus
Know A Pretty Lil Brownin' Known To Do The Dash
Off That Gas She'll Sell Your Secrets Out Like Kat Stacks
Thats Rap Facts Tell Them Younger Niggas Stack Dat
But All They Wanna Do Is Ching Ching Pussy Tap Tap
They Say The Loudest In The Room Is Probably Masking Truths
So You Can Save Them Stories Of The War Wounds
Catch Me In The Back 1942 Attached
Doubled Down My Bag Dutch Link Scoring Hasselbaink
You Gotta Spin That Evil Eye Into Powers Fam
Being A Needle In A Haystack They Ain't Understand

Yeah, Theres Only a Couple Real Left, Uh
Theres Only A Couple Miles Left To Get This Paper No Stress
Nuttin' Less Everything I Drop Is Fresh Yeah
We Some Different Type A Niggas From The North West
And It Was All Dere...
Mummies Praying For Us Young Because That Was All Stress
But We Was Running Through Roads Them Times Were Lawless

I Swear My Mind Different When I Lay In The Tropics
So All I Smoke Is Exotic, And We Rose From The Bottom
If Im Switching The Topic You Know Im In It For Profit
I Got Different Approach, Man I Can't Live On The Coach
Cause Where Im From They All Sell Drugs And Lift Rockets
Just Don't Have Enterprise Locked In That Shit Have Interpool Clucking
30 Quid On This Rolley Thats A Coop There, Fluke Where?
No Fizz In My Rootbeer
VVs Looking Villiani Thats Our Local Icebox
It Burn Your Forehead Cyclops, I'll Park Your Whip Lights Off
If You Love Me And You With Me Same Breath
I Was Selling In The Street The Sweetest Girl Like Wyclef
When You Got Handle You Ain't Fumble Sidestep
Couldn't Just Bank On The Music We Had To Fry The Pyrex
Till The Wheels On The Benz Turn Wraith Double R
Only A Handful Are With It Most Are Fake In Advance

Yeah, Theres Only a Couple Real Left, Uh
Theres Only A Couple Miles Left To Get This Paper No Stress
Nuttin' Less Everything I Drop Is Fresh Yeah
We Some Different Type A Niggas From The North West
And It Was All Dere...
Mummies Praying For Us Young Because That Was All Stress
But We Was Running Through Roads Them Times Were Lawless