Real N***a Shit (feat. Shotta)
Get it how you live I'm just tryna get rich
Outside takin chances and shit
Got game figured how to stack it and flip
On the road tryna get it right quick
Real recognize real if you real we gone click
Coast to coast fuck with blood fuck with Crip
Watch me fuck her head up it ain't about what you spend
Got game you won't see me throw no bands on no bitch
Aye niggas know I'm known to get it
If I ever spend the money ima get it back and flip it
Good Nigga but you know I'm still a child of the trenches
I ain't worried about no Nigga all my brothers with the business
I stay around real niggas and killas
Ima get this shit regardless ten toes on my pivot
Ima grind to the top comin from rags to riches
And I ain't fuckin with or supporting no snitches
IraQ baby a south sac Nigga
Glock 19 Ah make you bounce back Nigga
And I'm touching hella cake like a fat Nigga
You run your mouth like we ain't knowing where you at Nigga
I ain't no pimp but I Fasholly had her cashing me out
I get my nut then I cut I can't stay too long
If you real we gone click
I got bloods i got Crips we gone party and get lit
While we tryna get rich nigga
Get it how you live I'm just tryna get rich
Outside takin chances and shit
Got game figured how to stack it and flip
On the road tryna get it right quick
Real recognize real if you real we gone click
Coast to coast fuck with blood fuck with Crip
Watch me fuck her head up it ain't about what you spend
Got game you won't see me throw no bands on no bitch
I ah never throw no bands on no bitch 45 with the stick
I'll let that bitch drip aye
Aye you ain't gotta ask ima Crip aye 29th street garden Blocc with the shit
Aye you know I got this Glock on my hip Hatin Niggas tryna hate
I ain't trippin off of shit
Ima hit that nigga quick
Ima hit that Nigga bitch
Ima Rob that Nigga shit
Ima let that shit drip
Aye you know we back to the topic
Fuck trues bitch yea you know im rockin robins
Yea I got it yea this Glock up in my pocket
Run up on me on my momma ima pop it
Turn around and tell yo bitch to drop it I ain't really trippin
Bitch it ain't no option
Aye aye look at my fit bitch we poppin
Aye aye look at the click bitch we poppin
Get it how you live I'm just tryna get rich
Outside takin chances and shit
Got game figured how to stack it and flip
On the road tryna get it right quick
Real recognize real if you real we gone click
Coast to coast fuck with blood fuck with Crip
Watch me fuck her head up it ain't about what you spend
Got game you won't see me throw no bands on no bitch
Outside takin chances and shit
Got game figured how to stack it and flip
On the road tryna get it right quick
Real recognize real if you real we gone click
Coast to coast fuck with blood fuck with Crip
Watch me fuck her head up it ain't about what you spend
Got game you won't see me throw no bands on no bitch
Aye niggas know I'm known to get it
If I ever spend the money ima get it back and flip it
Good Nigga but you know I'm still a child of the trenches
I ain't worried about no Nigga all my brothers with the business
I stay around real niggas and killas
Ima get this shit regardless ten toes on my pivot
Ima grind to the top comin from rags to riches
And I ain't fuckin with or supporting no snitches
IraQ baby a south sac Nigga
Glock 19 Ah make you bounce back Nigga
And I'm touching hella cake like a fat Nigga
You run your mouth like we ain't knowing where you at Nigga
I ain't no pimp but I Fasholly had her cashing me out
I get my nut then I cut I can't stay too long
If you real we gone click
I got bloods i got Crips we gone party and get lit
While we tryna get rich nigga
Get it how you live I'm just tryna get rich
Outside takin chances and shit
Got game figured how to stack it and flip
On the road tryna get it right quick
Real recognize real if you real we gone click
Coast to coast fuck with blood fuck with Crip
Watch me fuck her head up it ain't about what you spend
Got game you won't see me throw no bands on no bitch
I ah never throw no bands on no bitch 45 with the stick
I'll let that bitch drip aye
Aye you ain't gotta ask ima Crip aye 29th street garden Blocc with the shit
Aye you know I got this Glock on my hip Hatin Niggas tryna hate
I ain't trippin off of shit
Ima hit that nigga quick
Ima hit that Nigga bitch
Ima Rob that Nigga shit
Ima let that shit drip
Aye you know we back to the topic
Fuck trues bitch yea you know im rockin robins
Yea I got it yea this Glock up in my pocket
Run up on me on my momma ima pop it
Turn around and tell yo bitch to drop it I ain't really trippin
Bitch it ain't no option
Aye aye look at my fit bitch we poppin
Aye aye look at the click bitch we poppin
Get it how you live I'm just tryna get rich
Outside takin chances and shit
Got game figured how to stack it and flip
On the road tryna get it right quick
Real recognize real if you real we gone click
Coast to coast fuck with blood fuck with Crip
Watch me fuck her head up it ain't about what you spend
Got game you won't see me throw no bands on no bitch
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Writer(s): Jay Jona
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