For Real

Aye I'm sick of dummies actin' like they know shit for real
You needa calm down G, take a blue pill
The M with the 30, man, that shit ain't even real Every time I buy a pint, I don't needa check the seal
If life was Call of Duty, I would have a thousand
kills
Ran up bands on my own, richer than my mom's for real
But you know that I ain't stoppin' till she livin' in the hills
Stack the money, only thing I wanna see is blue bills

I whip the SRT like that bitch came straight outta hell
And I don't fuck with 12, I promise I won't go to jail
I done learned from my past and I ain't goin back, I swear
You a bitch, I swear to God that you would shiver in a cell
Aye pourin up this pai i'm finna serve my bro a slice Tell him get the double cups and fill em to the brim with ice
I don't want no 20 ounce, get the two liter of Sprite Man, we pourin' up an 8 for most, it'd be an early night
Made a rack off one plate, you can't fly that fuckin' kite
Have you ever held a thousand dollars in your fuckin' life?
I move smart, I'm a boss, you a bitch in my sight
Told my bro to make the play, don't know if I'll be back tonight
Swear to God that my mind on another fuckin level If you think you fuckin' with me, think again and just try better
Steppin' on these broke boys in my lemon peppa steppas
They ain't Fuckin' up my past straight to the top, no
I won't let em
If you comin' as a threat, you gettin' hit with this m Beretta
Luka Doncic, when I step back for three, I swear I'm gon' wet him
I be smokin' real exotic, high feel like a different level
Head up in the clouds good feelin' like I just won a gold metal
When I re-up, I go out of state to get the best genetics
Dropped a 30 with the grower, now he been callin' me Stephen
I'ma always comin' first, could really care less about second
If you try to take that spot from me, might hit you with this weapon

Aye I'm sick of dummies actin' like they know shit for real
You needa calm down G, take a blue pill
The M with the 30, man, that shit ain't even real Every time I buy a pint, I don't needa check the seal
If life was Call of Duty, I would have a thousand
kills
Ran up bands on my own, richer than my mom's for real
But you know that I ain't stoppin' till she livin' in the hills
Stack the money, only thing I wanna see is blue bills

I'm still goin', I hope y'all ain't think that I was finished yet
Way before the rap, I had them diamonds dancin' round my neck
Came up on my own, don't need to show no big homie respect
I make sure I feed my ones that's been real since the day we met
Even if they can't afford to buy designer, with they check
They still kept it real with me since I was broke, ain't have to flex
Now I'm winnin', but compared to what I'll have, this nothin' yet
Put that on my cousin, Reppin Vayden's name until my death
Member when I couldn't even keep a job to make some bread
Really ain't have nothin', used to owe my mom and be in debt
Then I realized somethin' picked up this lil scale and used my head
Came up off the onion and I haven't looked back ever since