Really Him

Real nigga walked in the room and you better be quiet
Been through some shit, you can see all the pain in my eyes
Bad bitch, she thick, my head be up in her thighs
I cannot stop or slow up until she cries
I'm really that nigga
You small and my money is bigger
21 and I'm hitting six figures
Not enough ass i need a lil thicker
Got rich, but i need a lil richer
Drink it up yea i need a lil sipper
No gang, but my money big crippa
She bending like we playing twister

They ask how I do it, they ain't getting sauce
Put my ball in her basket and then she get crossed
All up in saks, but i ain't pitch or toss
When you only get money you can't take a loss
Her pussy so wet that I bought her some voss
I'm tryna be rich it don't matter the cost
I'm tryna be rich it don't matter the work
I'm fucking and then fade away just like Dirk
Uh, freestyling this shit like a cypher
Eye candy, I'm getting her hyper
You niggas my kid where the diapers
I'm finna blow up like al-qaeda
I'm finna blow up like Osama
I'm getting rich just to go feed my momma
I am an owner, no time for no drama
Finna get rich off of telling my trauma
I'm looking for bread, where the loaf
It's time to get serious, I really got no time for jokes
She feeling my energy, wearing all black like a crow
No matter my net worth, my heart still gon be broke

Real nigga walked in the room and you better be quiet
Been through some shit, you can see all the pain in my eyes
Bad bitch, she thick, my head be up in her thighs
I cannot stop or slow up until she cries
I'm really that nigga
You small and my money is bigger
21 and I'm hitting six figures
Not enough ass i need a lil thicker
Got rich, but i need a lil richer
Drink it up yea i need a lil sipper
No gang, but my money big crippa
She bending like we playing twister



Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence Owens
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