For Real

Okay We crazy
We crazy
Turn up we get crazy
She might spend the night
And I might leave her with a baby
Don't know niggas hate me
They can't really cage me
Don't ask me how I do it
I might think you are trying to bait
I don't know my nigga maybe

All that hating can't faze me
I just bought a watch and that shit cost eighty
Lil top boss tell them Niggas you can't tame me
She say she my lady
And she want to claim me

FaceTime with a girl she like to
Talk about her day
And she like them skinny jeans
But with a dress she really slay
Bring the heat like it's the summer
But my heart be cold like may
And when I'm deep inside her guts
I gotta singing Kumbaya

Bring my niggas on the stage
Pop pop talk loud, and then watch them niggas rage
No offense dawg, if it ain't about money flip the page
Rainman bring the rain, watch your face get rearranged

Who the hardest in the city
Weezy in control like I'm counting to a milli
Go against me man you dumb
Man you silly
Said you about that action, I'm like nigga oh really

And I'm really from the south
We don't fuck with Sissies
He ain't got the heart, I turned your niggas to a pussy
You do pillow talking that's for hoes
When it's juicy
I just bought them drip and I'm going for your missy

I might take to my crib
Man this girl be curious
She want know how I live
You don't like my music
Nigga ain't no fucks to give
Switching on the gang that kind of shit I don't forgive

Oh you for real
You going to slide
You going to fire
Oh you for real
On the guys
You for real
You gon what
Oh you for real
You going to slide
You going to fire
Oh you for real
On the guys
You for real
You gon what

Ask about me nigga, I'm the realest nigga you gon see
I'm the one that made it happen, I'm the one they trying to be
Ain't no slacking, when I'm dead the only time I ever sleep
Put her pussy on the table then she say bon appétit

Oh your life is like a movie
Trust my niggas don't relate
I ain't got a lot of friends
But enemies I do create
She like what we got in common
I said bitch to fornicate
And them niggas know who better, tell me why they still debate

You can't come around with
Rollies man that shit get licked off
Niggas swear they banging hard
But man these rappers been soft
Grizzy tell them how it is
I'm with the fire, been hot
We just creep up like we leopards
All you see is black spots

They don't want me at the top
So niggas pray that I flop
Check your mans, the way he moving
Fuck around you get dropped
I got the Weezy in my name, so u know I never stop
This ain't no joke, they with the smoke
Fuck around and you get popped

And I'm really from the south
We don't fuck with Sissies
He ain't got the heart, I turned your niggas to a pussy
You do pillow talking that's for hoes
When it's juicy
I just bought them drip and I'm going for your missy

I might take to my crib
Man this girl be curious
She want know how I live
You don't like my music
Nigga ain't no fucks to give
Switching on the gang that kind of shit I don't forgive

Oh you for real
You going to slide
You going to fire
Oh you for real
On the guys
You for real
You going to what
Oh you for real
You going to slide
You going to fire
Oh you for real
On the guys
You for real
You going to what



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Ohaekenyem
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