FRFR Lyrics

I got not time for the cap for real

I keep it honest that's the reason that they mad for real

Loyalty and respect, that's a thing that all of you lack for real

Why you switch up on your people

That's probably the reason they don't got your back for real

You ain't really drop a track for real in like two years you don't rap for real

Why you acting like you Tony Montana you just serving dimes you don't trap for real

How you saying that your bitch is the baddest, behind all that work she ain't bad for real

How you saying that your gang got your back but in front of the jury they rat for real

For real, for real

I ain't the type to start no drama

For real, for real

Don't hit my line if you got problems

For real, for real

I want a brand new crib for my momma

For real, for real

Whipping that G-Wag with my partner

Believe in myself, don't believe nobody

I can't trust in these people like Diddy parties

Think I changed up on you but I'm never sorry

I'm just leveling up until we ride Raris

When I'm out in New York feel like Mach Hommy

I might ride with some Haitians that catch bodies

Or I be with my Cubans from back home

Mi asere might shoot if I ask probably

I ain't telling no lie I just tell the truth

And that's the difference between me and you

Yeah, me and you

There's a lot that separates me and you

Yeah, me from you

There's a lot that separate me and you

Yeah, me from you

There's a lot that separate me from you

I got not time for the cap for real

I keep it honest that's the reason that they mad for real

Loyalty and respect, that's a thing that all of you lack for real

Why you switch up on your people

That's probably the reason they don't got your back for real

You ain't really drop a track for real in like two years you don't rap for real

Why you acting like you Tony Montana you just serving dimes you don't trap for real

How you saying that your bitch is the baddest, behind all that work she ain't bad for real

How you saying that your gang got your back but in front of the jury they rat for real

For real, for real

I ain't the type to start no drama

For real, for real

Don't hit my line if you got problems

For real, for real

I want a brand new crib for my momma

For real, for real

Whipping that G-Wag with my partner