To Be Real Lyrics

Would you be a musician if nobody ever heard you

Sure

Why

Because I love music

Its my in head and I can't get it out

I keep a pretty little bitch she gone do what I say

That pack get thrown money land in the bay

Big back on chrome got them looking a way

I made her clap clap clap like ay bay bay

Hurricane in the wrist got a tan catching bricks

Balling like swish couple bands off a Knicks

Homie keep a stick it don't jam with a switch

Have these Bullets park in son guess my hand got a glitch

That pack landing made the paper more concurrent nigga

Money first then the ship for insurance nigga

Wish they would from the side light the furence nigga

A box service with a casket how you earn it nigga

Ask yourself what your reason what's your purpose nigga

I cut em off for no reason just on purpose nigga

No love lost even tho they don't deserve it nigga

The love lost even tho I was deserted nigga

99 problems 1 clip one gun

This drake hold different weight leave em loss by the sun

Get low the Conway just me Benny and gun

The Machine out west butcher Ps up by the ton

To much gas in my lungs Propane spits from the tongue

Put these knots on your head shells wrap like a bun

I got a freaky little bitch she love fucking for fun

Put it all in her mouth nut and chewed it like gum

We make it rain during winter knock your roof off

Red beam to your nose call em Rudolph

All These niggas straight bitches like Raul Paul

Lift him up and put him down no seesaw

I was taught to count it and make it flip

Be patient and play the bench

Upgraded from penny pinch

Stay smoking the latest stench

I feed the bitch every inch

She sleeping from 8 to 6

More catches then Kyle Pitts

Touchdown no intercepts

They thought I was done

Not even close

Its getting cold outside nigga

Time to bundle up

Melodies of a misfit

If you don't know now you know