Who’s Real
(Mmmm, Hmm)
(Chasin' trills)
(Yeah, chasin' trills)
(Chasin' trills)
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
Don't know who is real, but I'm countin' all the bills
It gets really poppin', like I'm poppin' all the pills
I be rockin', Rockstar
Feel like a rasta
Everyday a new life, feelin' like a rap star
Run up on me now, run up on me later
I will turn you down, make you a hater
You can tell me later, I want all this paper
People can be fake, but these people be faker
Don't want the paper, people can be haters
I don't care about that shit, I do it later
Gettin' all this paper, people be faker
I don't care about niggas they be faker
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
Pick up the ball and score
I want this shit some more
Never stoppin', never lackin'
What's crack-a-lackin'? Aye
Trying two things to make it a closure
Making things, make it a closure
Oh woah oh oh (Pick up the rock and score, worry about me
I'mma shoot some more)
Pick up the rock and score
You know I'm finna score
Pick up the rock some more
Ball out like curry, put you in a hurry
Run up on me you get shot by, by my 30
Shootin' Larry Birdy, bitch
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
(Chasin' trills)
(Yeah, chasin' trills)
(Chasin' trills)
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
Don't know who is real, but I'm countin' all the bills
It gets really poppin', like I'm poppin' all the pills
I be rockin', Rockstar
Feel like a rasta
Everyday a new life, feelin' like a rap star
Run up on me now, run up on me later
I will turn you down, make you a hater
You can tell me later, I want all this paper
People can be fake, but these people be faker
Don't want the paper, people can be haters
I don't care about that shit, I do it later
Gettin' all this paper, people be faker
I don't care about niggas they be faker
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
Pick up the ball and score
I want this shit some more
Never stoppin', never lackin'
What's crack-a-lackin'? Aye
Trying two things to make it a closure
Making things, make it a closure
Oh woah oh oh (Pick up the rock and score, worry about me
I'mma shoot some more)
Pick up the rock and score
You know I'm finna score
Pick up the rock some more
Ball out like curry, put you in a hurry
Run up on me you get shot by, by my 30
Shootin' Larry Birdy, bitch
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
I be chasin' trills and moving pills
I don't give a shit, but I do it for real
I wanna cash checks, but you know it ain't real
These people be fake, don't know whose real
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Writer(s): Lord Kenshin
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