The Realist

Lyrics
[Verse 1] How the fuck I ain't when the real, I am? (Real, I am) And the shit that's parked outside is black as will.i.am (Black as will.i.am) I'm some pressure, I'ma bless it 'til these bitches pull that dough out, uh (Pull that dough out, uh) Let's get a section for these bitches, know we goin' big (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Every time I go out, uh, you know I show out (Know I show out) Droppin' checks, we gettin' played without no rollout (Yeah) Let a nigga say my name in vain, I'm whippin' pole out, nigga (Pole out, nigga) He ain't make it, he a ghost now (Yeah, yeah) I don't need to show out, you know what gang about (Gang about) Hundreds in my pockets, smellin' great, designer down (Yeah) Runnin' through the cash counter twice, let's get the right amount (Beep) Kicked her to the curb, I'm cool on hoes that run they mouth (Yeah) Drippin' in this fashion, I'm a clean nigga (I'm a clean nigga) Bad bitches gettin' money, add two C's with it (Add two C's with it, yeah) Droppin' drank, I feel amazin' when it's lean in it (Lean in it) What your mama think about you? What a street nigga (What a street nigga, uh) Yeah, patience what I need, I be too on the move (Be too on the move) Ain't talkin' paper, I get to poppin' it and actin' rude (Yeah, yeah) I lost my doggy to the streets and threw up all my food Couldn't believe that they done took one of my main dudes (Rest in peace) [Chorus] Yeah, get a nigga gone, get a nigga whacked (Get a nigga whacked) Two niggas in the front, two choppers in the back (Choppers in the back) Stand on business, we the realest, ain't no fake on that (Ain't no fake on that) Made mistakes, but ain't did nothin' that I can't come back (That I can't come back) Yeah, get a nigga gone, get a nigga whacked (Get a nigga whacked) Two niggas in the front, two choppers in the back (Choppers in the back) Stand on business, we the realest, ain't no fake on that (Fake on that) Made mistakes, but ain't did nothin' that I can't come back from, yeah [Verse 2] Who the fuck you think you is? Bitch, I think I'm that Ride this dick and put it in your mouth and shut your trap Me and Guiz was sendin' shit and I ain't talkin' packs (Packs) Nigga, sellin' kitty, niggas sellin' cat, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Throw your hands up if they ain't made no nigga like you (Throw your hands up) Throw your wrist up if these bitches wanna fight you (Throw your wrist up) I been on my own, makin' plays, catchin' flights too Out in New York City gettin' litty, eatin' Thai food (Yeah) Player shit, nigga (Player shit), ain't never switched, nigga (Never switched) I won't never snitch, nigga, case dismissed, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Loose pussy, stitched lip, go get a grip, nigga (Get a grip, nigga) How the fuck you talkin' down? Look at your 'fit, nigga (Look at your 'fit, nigga) Light the gas up, pussy, I want all the smoke (Yeah) Gettin' cash, need it fast, knock all the hoes (Yeah) She was actin' fake bougie, please (Please) Rich nigga askin' for it, where the cheese? [Chorus] Yeah, get a nigga gone, get a nigga whacked (Get a nigga whacked) Two niggas in the front, two choppers in the back (Choppers in the back) Stand on business, we the realest, ain't no fake on that (Ain't no fake on that) Made mistakes, but ain't did nothin' that I can't come back (That I can't come back) Yeah, get a nigga gone, get a nigga whacked (Get a nigga whacked) Two niggas in the front, two choppers in the back (Choppers in the back) Stand on business, we the realest, ain't no fake on that (Fake on that) Made mistakes, but ain't did nothin' that I can't come back from, yeah (Can't come back) [Outro] Yeah You know I'm only human, nigga, uh In that space coupe, though Yeah, yeah This that player shit, nigga, that's that bounce, nigga, that's that bounce music Yeah, uh, uh Yeah Yeah, take that bra off, bitch, yeah You goin' big tonight, yeah, yeah, yeah
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- AFN Peso