Real Ones

I think I am the only one who loves bitches because of their soul
that's my personal trait

Real ones are only remembered by the real ones
I am always looking for the mirrors (huh)
I guess everybody knows me better than myself
Am doing challenge not listening to em'
I am confident man, why gotta' listen to your bullshit?
Gonna' reach the level when bitches gon' google me
Everybody wanna' go global and public
But their special trait is that they are retarded
Look me at my face, ain't looking for the followers
We came a long way, we want to end the violence
Fuck silence always sain', what's needed to be said
I never be that much pussy to comfort em'
I am a Kasper, street harasser
Self-employed hustler
No bitches in my roster
I never lose the relevance
I see everything from ray-bans

No matter how much i got in my pockets
Am always looking fresh as hell
Nobody stopping
Kasper

Thanks to God
Thanks to God
I have hoes like an infinity stones (based on the hair color)
Everybody knows Kasper ain't intermediate he pro
My shit real, Qvela do u fuck with it?(wit' it)
I do it for bros they gonn' rock with it
I got half rack in my hands while am recording
Me and money are the same now we bondin'
But ain't holdin' this shit so tight
I know a can spend it within night

Nobody needs a weak man
Ev-even weak woman is needed to have fun but nobody needs weak man
So don't fall
Thats it, Don't fall



Credits
Writer(s): Sandro Kandelaki
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