4Real Lyrics

Ok tell em

They tried to make me a muhfuckin' felon

Fucking this slut and i'm getting him jealous

Stacking my bricks up something like Tetris

You do not gotta know I keep a weapon

We do not tell him that nigga be telling

I'm on the block with my second amendment

I love my gun imma get it embellished

I got my glizzy while getting in relish

Call that boy Luffy 'cuz we gonna stretch him

I hit that head like a muhfuckin' lesson

I didn't go to school I was suspended

And when I did it was work I was selling

I got the junkies they keep begging

I get the money who you impressing

I get the bread and I get the lettuce

Nigga want beef I ain't making a sandwich

He said watch out they want you dead

We kill the nigga who sending the message

That nigga chicken but he don't got breading

I got the racks I feel like i'm megan

I want the top I want the heading

I sell the work at the seven eleven

Don't even know imma make it to heaven

Really was times that I wanted to end it

You know I get it back right when spend it

Again an again an again an again

You know I said it I meant it

They had to send him off right to the medic

These nighas snitching and telling

I'm gonna send him to hell for real

I do not trap out the mail for real

You know i'm big fish scale for real

I see a millionaire in the mirror

I love my thot Brazilian hair

I tell that cott over there come here

Zutto the type make your girlfriend stare

You know i'm getting her wet like a tear

I'm on the block with the guap no fear

Niggas they really is pussy and weird

I'm a magician so he disappear

Niggas is missing i don't know where

I never cared

Fighting that case for too many years