For Real

I don't mean to stunt though
It's stunt cause my money making money so
Investments and stocks make me more so
It's like yeast in the oven how the dough grows

On a rise and the stock never plateau
On the grind all the time in the Chi-Go
Seams in my pockets outgrow need a new sow
Got the juice now I should let my Soul Glo

You mezzanine, I'm penthouse flow
On the scene, and I script with this top flow
Diamond rings all the bling that you dreamed for
Random things like you fling in your junk drawer

Mics I rock more, hoes I cock more
Rounds I load into semi techs and stop wars
My niggas known to blow shits like they C4s
We never wait for opportunity we break doors

Selling loud serving coke popping seals
Fast dough had a nigga so ill
I was gone for real, for real
For real, for real, for real

But now I'm on it, got damn I'm on it
Got damn I'm on it, got damn I'm on it
Til we on for real, for real
For real, for real, for real

God body in the flesh and I'm living proof
Wise words never ached through ya wisdom tooth
Black market flow, I sell it in the booth
And run the underground, word to Sojourner Truth

In a coupe, low pro, riding through the loop
Getting brain from a dame blowing like the flutes
I get notoriously big when I'm getting loot
She go insane when I put it in her bitterroot

I'm in ya bitch, yeah I'm in this bitch
Even ya wife give her pipe just for being rich
My intelligence, and my mental wiz
She the connect to ya land and I'm playing bridge

I'm getting it, yeah we getting it
See I'm a fiend for success ain't it evident
They say I'm mean cause I never send them sentiments
The root of evil but even the devil heaven sent

Selling loud serving coke popping seals
Fast dough had a nigga so ill
I was gone for real, for real
For real, for real, for real

But now I'm on it, got damn I'm on it
Got damn I'm on it, got damn I'm on it
Til we on for real, for real
For real, for real, for real



Credits
Writer(s): Jerel Murrell
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