Real One

Lyrics
[Part I] One step, closed to the mains Bumpin' 10 is fame Two Glocks on my hand, u come give that fucking shit See that life, in the fight, them that shit is fucking type Murder is on fucking fun, knife on a fucking gun What the fuck u mean, sippin' on some purple lean Feeling wave, we can a hate sip, but i still no had to do that shit Leak a my traffic cut, i will slice u so goddamn hard I will send u back to tha mouthafuckin' graveyard [Part 2] More a murderous, keep it straight From the get down, lay out What the fucking take it choppin' heds throw [?] on the Tec, mouthafucka watch yo back Creepin' to the devil night, suckas neva packin' fight Gotta chills, gotta bills, mouthafucka [?] Keep it myself to tha mouthafucka devil hoe In my zone, break my phone, if u give tha need a kill Give me [?] now, smoke u like some fucking row
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Credits
- Writers
- Freddie Dredd