Real Nigga Status Lyrics

Big Bands Entertainment

Woof, woof

Quan on the track

It's Quan, nigga, dawg, ha

I was gone for a minute, but I'm back now

I was down on my knuckles, but I'm tryna get that cash now

Speaking on my name, but I won't back down

I ain't talking fiction, I'm speaking nothing but facts now

Yeah, they used to talk down on me, I'm a class clown

Until they see me with the racks, yeah, they really fanned out

Run them down with that fah, fah, he got pat down

Now that nigga dead, now his homie wanna crash out

I ain't talking notes, but we gon' pass em out

I like my bitch super thick, I love the way she shake that ass now

Yeah, I was a student, y'all ain't talking in my class now

Yeah, I'm in the crib right now, like, what the fuck I'm finna rap about

Life, yeah, I'm tryna get it right

Lil' bitch talk about I'm mean, but she know I'm acting nice

Money, you can't get it all the time

If you wanna sign a deal, then you have to sacrifice

Gang, I ain't never switching up on them

If you talk about the family, know I had to up on you

Haters, I'm outside like what you wanna do

We can fight or we can shoot, you can win or you can lose

If you ain't tripping bout this life, you need to tie your shoes

If you got money and guns, well, shit, I got them too

Simplifying all you rap niggas into decimals, y'all negative

You don't want no beef, boy, I'm telling you

If you wanna cross me, man, I swear to God, I'm killing you

Need to wear that damn vest, talk about you drilling, who

If I ever wanna sign a deal, I need a mill or two

Cause I stay independent, I ain't working with them damn fools

Man, y'all niggas scaring me, yeah, I need to wear that clown suit

I ain't Ye, but I got the Drake, it will bound 2

My bitch will beat you up, she ain't worried bout no round two

If she let me fuck, shit, I might do more than round two

I made this beat too, they like, Quan, it's your'e color blind?

Bitch, I see blue, you know I'ma snatch that boy chain

Like it's free food, give it to the bros

Yeah, you know how we do

Now you higher than a kite, you know how that weed do

Yo, nigga, cheap as hell, baby, I ain't talking bout no temu

I'm trying to live my life, yeah, I put that on Jesus

You thinking that you hungry, man, this draco will feed you

I was gone for a minute, but I'm back now

I was down on my knuckles, but I'm trying to get that cash now

Speaking on my name, but I won't back down

I ain't talking fiction, I'm speaking nothing but facts now

Yeah, they used to talk down on me, I'm a class clown

Until they see me with the racks, yeah, they really fanned out

Run em down with that Fah fah, he got pat down

Now that nigga dead, now his homie wanna crash out

This that real nigga status, treat it like it's blue magic

Man, he dead, old and dusty, he might need a new casket

I've been growing all my life, I'm a young, lucky bastard

Speak on me, your block, it's a ghost town

Like it's casper, shot your whole damn body

Split it up like it's a fraction

517, it's the city code, where it get active

Max Payne, two Glocks, no CB, now he dancing

It's been eight months, and I still need my answer

Young nigga, cold hearted, with a Glock

Making music since a baby, man, I put that on my mom

I've been through a lot, still hit it, still in it like my pops

Middle finger to the law, they wanna put me in the box

I was gone for a while, but I'm back now

Since I let the L, everybody turn to rats now

My intuition is to get paid, ain't no sitting down

Like you off the lean, this AK will hurt your kidneys now, pussy

I was gone for a minute, but I'm back now

I was down on my knuckles, but I'm trying to get that cash now

Speaking on my name, but I won't back down

I ain't talking fiction, I'm speaking nothing but facts now

Yeah, they used to talk down on me, I'm a class clown

Until they see me with the racks, yeah, they really fanned out

Run em down with that Fah fah, he got pat down

Now that nigga dead, now his homie wanna crash out