Real Don Lyrics

I wanna look good for you, I wanna do the things that a woman should do

I wanna treat you right, hug you tight, love you till morning light

How can I exceed the limits that you made for you

How can I hold you close when you say yes but no

I got that call bra died and I couldn't even believe it

G-B-G about to mob, you know we gettin' even

Ain't a nigga play with double R, and still breathing

Real Demon main opp died and I

Start cheesing

Uh, uh, put the press on it chop singin' like it's Young Thug, it ain't a dress on it

Best believe you want the whole profit, you gotta step on it

Moving militant, bitch I'm well

Protected, it ain't a vest on me Trying to keep it going I'm just one man

Servin' all these grams like I got eight hands

Aye y'all put on for me, my fans like my fam

They ain't living that in real life, that shit for the gram

I don't do whatever for the mob, you know we tied in

Best believe I'm blowing that F-N,Like I'm John wick

We ain't know, I won't release no music if it ain't no hot shit

And I ain't graduate, fuck a diploma, I want like five bricks

Got to stand on business around a nigga you cannot miss

I wanna do the things that a woman should do

I wanna treat you right, hug you tight, love you till morning light

How can I convince you to let me dress the same way you do

How can I hold you close when you say yes but I don't

First off, I don't sing, bitch, I harmonize

It's just me, her, and her friend, I'm feelin' all the vibes

Go to the youth Camps in the city, I told them don't slide

Picked up the gym put down the Perks now I'm a strong guy

I'm like Bol Bol, bitch, I'm in that paint, where ya at

Wipe his whole nose, bitch, his effin' head hit like a match

I love my fam, I love my kids, I love my bitch, I love my racks

And no matter where I'm at on planet Earth bitch, I adapt

And this ain't no real different, yeah, I make them move

Plain Jane on but I'm the richest in the room

And I'm waitin' till they free all of the gang, we comin' soon

Bitch, I feel like 50 treated pussy niggas like Ja Rule

Yeah, I'm on one, I put hella smoke up in that house

They don't want nothin', but they put me in the game

And tell me I don't owe nothing

Yeah, I'm just starin' in the mirror like I'm the chosen one

Bitch, I ain't worried about no pressure, I'm a real done