The Realist
WaY to many shells in this masi why would i fight?
Niggaz thinking ima boxer on frazier I'll do em tryfe
I'm at west up next loaded I'm knowin they see the pipe
Security looking nervous he knowin sumn aint right
Aploigies to tray but I come from a different life
If niggaz threaten my life then you knowin this shit be on sight
See ion do this for the the hype
I'll pull up and get niggaz right
So if dem niggaz coming for me cuhz...
Nigga come for me tonight
I never gave afk I prolly never will
Opps flexxin on the net just for a record deal
Tried to catch him in his set but he there fr
Big homie in my chest he tryna tell me chill
Fucc That
You niggaz like I made the rules
I told yo bitch that she got options she can pick and choose
Chop box a nigga noggin watch heem sticc and move
Everytime I'm in sum beef that shit like breaking news
If I aint the realist in the city
Tell my opps to come and chip me
I been standing on west lincoln all day
If i aint the realist nigga in my city
Father god pray you forgive me
If I try to chip a nigga broad day
If I aint the realist nigga in my city
Why these rappers always hit me
Tryna get a feature from me no wayy
If i aint the realist nigga in my city
Why I always got the glizzy
Im tryna leave a opper on the front page
Really activated ion need no one
To slide for me
If I died today I know KO would still be proud of me
Ima slide today voice in my ear keep talkin loud to me
Catch a nigga laccin get it craccn you my prodegy
Man lil homie rappin he aint craccn he keep dodgin me
All tattoos on yo face just look like a fasade to me
I put this on god
Ion need no bodyguard wit me
If i aint the realist in the city
Tell my opps to come and chip me
I been standing on west lincoln all day
If I aint the realist nigga in my city
Father god pray you forgive me
If I try to chip a nigga broad day
If I aint the realist nigga in my city
Why these rappers always hit me
Tryna get a feature from me no wayy
If I aint the realist nigga in my city
Why I always got the glizzy
Im tryna leave a opper on the front page
Couple niggaz switching sides and act like i aint notice
Ima still get on your ass rn I gotta focus
Niggaz tell you i aint on the ave them niggaz smoking
30 Niggaz in that parking lot wiiide open
Ima show you niggaz what this city really need
Niggaz thinking ima boxer on frazier I'll do em tryfe
I'm at west up next loaded I'm knowin they see the pipe
Security looking nervous he knowin sumn aint right
Aploigies to tray but I come from a different life
If niggaz threaten my life then you knowin this shit be on sight
See ion do this for the the hype
I'll pull up and get niggaz right
So if dem niggaz coming for me cuhz...
Nigga come for me tonight
I never gave afk I prolly never will
Opps flexxin on the net just for a record deal
Tried to catch him in his set but he there fr
Big homie in my chest he tryna tell me chill
Fucc That
You niggaz like I made the rules
I told yo bitch that she got options she can pick and choose
Chop box a nigga noggin watch heem sticc and move
Everytime I'm in sum beef that shit like breaking news
If I aint the realist in the city
Tell my opps to come and chip me
I been standing on west lincoln all day
If i aint the realist nigga in my city
Father god pray you forgive me
If I try to chip a nigga broad day
If I aint the realist nigga in my city
Why these rappers always hit me
Tryna get a feature from me no wayy
If i aint the realist nigga in my city
Why I always got the glizzy
Im tryna leave a opper on the front page
Really activated ion need no one
To slide for me
If I died today I know KO would still be proud of me
Ima slide today voice in my ear keep talkin loud to me
Catch a nigga laccin get it craccn you my prodegy
Man lil homie rappin he aint craccn he keep dodgin me
All tattoos on yo face just look like a fasade to me
I put this on god
Ion need no bodyguard wit me
If i aint the realist in the city
Tell my opps to come and chip me
I been standing on west lincoln all day
If I aint the realist nigga in my city
Father god pray you forgive me
If I try to chip a nigga broad day
If I aint the realist nigga in my city
Why these rappers always hit me
Tryna get a feature from me no wayy
If I aint the realist nigga in my city
Why I always got the glizzy
Im tryna leave a opper on the front page
Couple niggaz switching sides and act like i aint notice
Ima still get on your ass rn I gotta focus
Niggaz tell you i aint on the ave them niggaz smoking
30 Niggaz in that parking lot wiiide open
Ima show you niggaz what this city really need
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Staley
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Other Album Tracks
- Still O.C
- Product of the Juice
- Wonder Why
- The Realist
- Through the Gun Smoke
- Rapper Killer 2
- Roll That Window Down
- Get Rich
- Everybody Politic'n
- 31 Questions
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