Don’t Make You Real

Lyrics

[Intro Spoken] If I've ever had money, I'd give you (Oh) I never had 'em, but if I ever had (Oh-oh) A 100 bucks in my pocket, I'd give you 50, right? (Oh-oh) Understood If you ever right *Sirens* If you ever right, then I'm the biggest fucking mud in the history of the mafia (Oh-oh) Pull me fast (Oh-oh) Pull me fast (Oh-oh) Pu-pull me fast (Oh-oh) Pu-pu-pull me fast (Oh-oh) Pull me fast (Oh-oh) Pu-pull me fast (Oh-oh) Pu-pull me fast (Oh-oh) Pu-pu-pull me fast [Verse 1: Papoose] We on the I-95, gray and green, Air Max, the 95's Joe Pesci, Robert De Nero, Casino wise guys The hip-hop Benjamin Button ageing like fine wine The IQ level resemblant of Albert Einstein Barbaric warlord more beef than Five Guys Bang you like a king from Kingston what the raasclat Playing R&B from the 90s driving the fly ride Jagged Edge Jodeci Boyz, The IMen and some High-5 Tryna' steal the next man life, that's how you guys shine Bunch of wave riders, surfing during the high tide Black Smith-n-Wesson that's off safely on my side I just bust it, baby, that neeners givin' me flys vibes Jealous individuals like to hate from the sidelines My wife is more of a killer than Frankenstein's bride Black 40-cal, she keep it next to her thigh-high She pull it quick like the parachute calling you skydive I got more weed than that magazine, High Times Death to sewer rats and pussy cats with nine lives [Hook: Papoose] Money don't make you real (No) Tryna' be funny don't make you real (No) A broken old Rollie don't make you real Talking down on your homies don't make you real (Hell, no) Beefing on Twitter don't make you real Saying you a real nigga don't make you real (No) You snitched on your mans, oh, you not real Talking tough on the 'Gram don't make you real [Verse 2: Papoose] You snitches become complacent You suckas' basic above the racists You come with hatred and run with fakeness I come with greatness Fuck up your faces, scuff up your braces Your tongue get tasteless Your blood, you're wasting on blood stains I tuck the stainless, so cold, I need another blanket My chick will serve you, she's such a waitress Rush to sages with classics my stuff is ancient You like a scarecrow, so fucking brainless You bustas' nameless, I come from Bay Bridge Amongst the bravest, they was my neighbors I snuck the gauge in like Neo, my guns be blazing Not the singer Neo, I'm talking Neo, that's from The Matrix I'm sick with it, I'm such a patient just like Malcolm X I read the entire dictionary a few hundred pages I live the lyrics, I'm independent so fuck them agents Ace of Spaces, I drunk for days, I drunk the Aces The fastest Don of marathons, I won the race is too lazy To tie my shoestrings, so I just tuck my laces [Hook: Papoose] Money on't make you real (No) Tryna' be funny don't make you real (Nope) A broken old Rollie don't make you real Talking down on your homies don't make you real (Hell, no) Beefing on Twitter don't make you real Saying you a real nigga don't make you real (No) You snitched on your mans, oh you not real Talking tough on the 'Gram don't make you real