Real Shit Lyrics

Yea, know I'm sayin'

Know I'm sayin'

Like this shit real nigga nocap

Yea I be doing this shit for ma niggas

Imma slide fasho nigga, know I'm sayin'

Real shit I be serving them up

I was caught up in the classroom with sum gas gas on yea

Slide in the hellcat

But them young niggas slide with a glock

The main entrance

Shots onna dead end

Backseat lamb truck, shoutouts KJ

Yea still in the trap

Up with a 20, The sticks adapt

Im in the hood with the shooters, we blast

Lost in the hood and I'll never be out

U ain't no real, all you saying is cap

They smoking bodies, the feds on our bacc

One of the realest, you niggas go out

Playing with racks and the 6 goin up yea

Real shit I be serving them up

I was caught up in the classroom with sum gas gas on yea

Slide in the hellcat

But them young niggas slide with a Glock

The main entrance

Shots onna dead end

Backsit lamb truck shoutouts KJ

Yea still in the trap

Up with a 20, The sticks adapt

Im in the hood with the shooters, we blast

Lost in the hood and I'll never be out

U ain't no real, all you saying is cap

They smoking bodies, the feds on our bacc

One of the realest, you niggas go out

Playing with racks and the 6 goin up yea

I got the holy shit

I got the racks on me

Nigga you can't be real

Opps gonna die for real

I got the holy shit

I got the racks on me

Nigga you can't be real

Opps gonna die for real

Real shit time to spit up them facts

I'm on the streets, with a Draco on me

Be on the 6 with the trappers round me

Locced in the studio, 2 blunts and a pill

Knocking off loads, all the gang kno my moves

I'm in the school with the folks rolling up

Tired of da bullshit,my money go up

Yea

Been on the lowdown

I know they hating, I won't get down (for real)

Tired of losing I needed a dub

Tired of coughing, put mud on my cup

I did a move that got me on parole

U went to court and u lost u a hoe

I got 3 plays, fuck the feds

Rico charges on some dawgs free yung 12

Louis bag got a hunnid paper cuts

Hit the runway I go real, streets know the way

Drip all this cash, I'm going hard

On a Scat pack,

young nigga still in the trap

With a hot line

Rocking designer, pop my shit

the opps out the radar

Real shit I be serving them up

I was caught up in the classroom with sum gas gas on yea

Slide in the hellcat

But them young niggas slide with a glock The main entrance

Shots onna dead end

Backseat lamb truck shoutouts KJ

Yea still in the trap

Up with a 20 The sticks gon adapt

Im on the hood with the shooters, we blast

Lost in the hood and I'll never be out

U ain't no real all you saying is cap

They smoking bodies the feds on our bacc

One of the realest you niggas go out

Playing with racks and the 6 goin up yea