Real Talk

Mmm, mmm, mmm
Young Darboe capping in his song he never bought a bitch a purse
Do a nine to five cause I know all that trapping make it worse
I got conversations with the devil I can't go to church
Take a sip of yack
Ain't trying to think right now cause that shit hurt
Tell me things about your past I ain't gon lie it sound rehearsed
Issy that's my twin for real they catch me lacking he gon lurk
Bro gon pull up, hop out, lay you on the ground and get you murked
I won't even entertain it, I'm not even gonna flirt

Woah, It's a lot of ya'll
It's a lot of pussy niggas praying that I fall
Pray for my family everyday I got love for them all
Even though we enemies right now I still hope that you ball
Young turned nigga from the ghetto, I don't call no shots though
Joke a lot but if you try me turn you to a John Doe
Ain't no cable I was cracking CD's watching Rambo
My girl faithful she won't ever cheat your bitch got ran through
Ever since I started rapping niggas want to do it too

Mike Amiri jeans, big ass cup of lean
I don't need it right now I'm just focused on my dreams
If I pop out at a show I pop out with my team
Why you showing off your chain? It ain't what it seem
What you know about doing numbers bro I'm only seventeen
I get money like it's nothing but I don't do it for me
Like I'm Durkio I'm trying to get the money like I'm Meech
I already know what Imma say when I make it I'll give a speech

Ain't no fucker got me running from no seven
And the twelve is after me but man stay close like eleven
You can't come to my section, you can't compete with my faction
But the fact they telling lies, all these niggas they want a reaction
Act on me, I bring in action, when I come in, I come in large
These niggas cannot match my energy and I don't need no battery
Cause I'm always in charge, niggas need to recharge

Imma ride out, ain't no bitching
When we dipping, to my hide out
Let's slide out, no snitching, get stitches
Your girl, she a catfish
I told her in brackets, that she can at this
I can go a long, long time like yo
I'm more perfect than practice
I build this shit like woah, building my shit up like protein
Everyday I'm on my grind I'm feeling like acting
Imma whip it, then I drift it, lift that clutch and then I shift it
Ain't no bitching yeah like what's it, look at the drip
Equivalent to someone slitting their wrist
Just want to hit, I've been through three, it's hard to commit
Bodies at nine, anyone can get in line but I'm tripping over no bitch

I do this shit for profit
Doing one hundred and eighty C cause that's the hottest
Taking my brothers to the top and that's a promise
Me and my brothers we all the same, ain't no opposite
You can tell the difference
If you can't, then we ride and crashing it
My man Darboe that's my bro, and there ain't no fucking doubting it
It's alright, we'll forget it, ain't no biggie, ain't no problem
Know you learning, it was an accident
Nah fuck that shit

I might just bring the devil
Niggas talking way too much, they just not on my level
Name a better iconic duo and these bitches trying to play me
How can these bitches call me up, and they talking more than Siri?
You ain't shit, niggas and bitches on my dick
Come and show you're bad go hit some licks
I know you're not about it, I'm pushing P to the limit
I'm your example, I'm an extremist
I know you're bopping, I know you feel this
What can I say? We the realest
Shak and Lucas, we stay the fucking realest

Damn, Z