Real

Lyrics

[Intro] (Pooh, you a fool for this one) (Go Grizz) [Chorus] From the North to the South From the hard to the soft From the tails to the law I'm a real-deal boss From a crumb to a brick From a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks I'm the real-deal shit From the North to the South From the hard to the soft From the tails to the law I'm a real-deal boss From a crumb to a brick From a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks I'm the real-deal shit [Verse 1] Cutlass with the buttless, 'Rari 2026 Twenty years later, nigga still in the mix I don't owe a nigga nothin', but I'm steppin' in the Ricks And I don't fuck with Joe Budden 'cause he on a nigga dick Jacob watch one million dollars, that's what's on my wrist I would drop the whole label, but it's still ritz I don't want no bougiе ho, I need a hood bitch And I don't want that old, I need that young, raw shit [Pre-Chorus] And better not nobody, nobody fuck with my bricks Million-dollar nigga, still fuckin' thot shit Jackers got my trail, pushin' likе mosh pit And shawty want some love, but I just want that ostrich [Chorus] From the North to the South From the hard to the soft From the tails to the law I'm a real-deal boss From a crumb to a brick From a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks I'm the real-deal shit From the North to the South From the hard to the soft From the tails to the law I'm a real-deal boss From a crumb to a brick From a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks I'm the real-deal shit [Verse 2] I'm laughin' at you suckers, y'all got funny money, buster I gave that bitch a hickaley, but I didn't wanna rush ya Chopper straight from Russia, country boy, came from Augusta Pack cleared customs, now everything custard I don't care 'bout none of these niggas, I don't discuss them Used to be a good girl, now that bitch disgustin' What happened to that big mouth nigga? I hushed him Nigga thought he was untouchable 'til I touched him [Pre-Chorus] And better not nobody, nobody fuck with my bricks Million-dollar nigga, still fuckin' thot shit Jackers got my trail, pushin' like mosh pit And shawty want some love, but I just want that ostrich [Chorus] From the North to the South From the hard to the soft From the tails to the law I'm a real-deal boss From a crumb to a brick From a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks I'm the real-deal shit From the North to the South From the hard to the soft From the tails to the law I'm a real-deal boss From a crumb to a brick From a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks I'm the real-deal shit