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The Realest


Girl, you walk onto me, know I'm side of you and niggas out here dying (Soul crazy, fool)
And I tell you how I love, no, I don't need another, baby, I paid a fund

Girl, you know niggas out here dying, so I be strapped with my pistol every time I float the city (Skrrt)
She tell me watch out my niggas 'cause she know people envy
You 'round, they stab you in your back, that's just how shit be getting
Like, "Why we both can't chase the checks if ain't no competition?"
But situations sticky, you see they true colors (True colors)
I'm riding 'round with my Glizzy, you don't know who duck (You don't know who duck)
I'm thinking 'bout them dimes and pennies, I done blew ones (I done blew ones)
We slanging iron, I'm talking plenty, my whole crew dump (My whole crew dump)

We act with pistol cross, this last, that size O caught 'em ways up
Stack up your passion, keep a strap because these niggas be hating
I had to get up off my ass 'cause I got tired of the basic
We swung they block with automatics, days up, they mans on the pavement
I seen some shit done make you sad, can't stop my heart full of Zate
Always I'm spitting from the start, the studio and the basement
Loyalty I'm living by, these niggas punking for favorite
Sometimes I gotta close my eyes, I'm damn near blind to the fake shit

Girl, you know niggas out here dying, so I be strapped with my pistol every time I float the city (Skrrt)
She tell me watch out my niggas 'cause she know people envy
You 'round, they stab you in your back, that's just how shit be getting
Like, "Why we both can't chase the checks if ain't no competition?"
But situations sticky, you see they true colors (True colors)
I'm riding 'round with my Glizzy, you don't know who duck (You don't know who duck)
I'm thinking 'bout them dimes and pennies, I done blew ones (I done blew ones)
We slanging iron, I'm talking plenty, my whole crew dump (My whole crew dump)

Been hurt so long that I can finally say I'm numb to the pain
My head so gone, I'm fucked abot you, girl, I'm going insane
I focus on the better tractions, I wonder if you feel the same
Thirty-five hundred, check your CashApp, I thought love don't cost a thing
I'm somewhere high up in the sky, I'm 'bout to jump out the plane
Never know, once you wanna run up, let 'em speak on your name
And this a shame that I can say I trust you more than my mans
She always ask me why I'm hanging, riding 'round with that bang

Girl, you know niggas out here dying, so I be strapped with my pistol every time I float the city (Skrrt)
She tell me watch out my niggas 'cause she know people envy
You 'round, they stab you in your back, that's just how shit be getting
Like, "Why we both can't chase the checks if ain't no competition?"
But situations sticky, you see they true colors (True colors)
I'm riding 'round with my Glizzy, you don't know who duck (You don't know who duck)
I'm thinking 'bout them dimes and pennies, I done blew ones (I done blew ones)
We slanging iron, I'm talking plenty, my whole crew dump (My whole crew dump)

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