T.W.D.Y. (feat. Too Short & E-40) Lyrics

T.W.D.Y. (Explicit) - Iamsu!/Too Short/E-40

I been waiting I been waiting I been waiting way too long

My team way too strong, we on the grind and we coming for you

God damn I smoke way too strong, I just ripped that bong

That high grade got me paranoid

I swear these haters spoke too soon

Now when I walk in the room there's no choice but to love the boy

Gone for a minute time to fill the void

I'm a grown a** man ho you still a boy

Been here quite some time so when I write these rhymes

I feel like I'm finna take flight

Niggas can't block my shine

You better off trying to go swim with a great white

Little Jamey couple freaks it's a great night

Stack my money from the floor we the same height

Two clubs in the same night

Kobe Bryant Micheal Jordan I'm in the game light

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

It ain't money, it ain't about me

And that's on the real (And that's on the real)

They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

Where the real niggas from the bay

I'm tired of broke rappers name dropping Mac Dre

Stop fronting, it makes no sense

If you ain't talking about money what you talking about pimp

Made my first million when I hit 22

Hoes still choosing even with the chipped tooth

My new work said she went to school with Su

I'm a real OG still doing what it do

Kingpin's coming home, youngsters don't care

They ain't never seen a real street millionaire

Like Short Dog, I'm still in the house b**ch

50 thousand on the jewerly, 100 dollars on the outfit

They steady choosing you know it they love the macking

It's platinum on top of platinum I'm rapping they know it's happening

Young Su, 40 water what's up

That's why they wanna be like us

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

It ain't money, it ain't about me

And that's on the real (And that's on the real)

They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

We the last of the real and you'll never know how I feel

Cause you ain't real only thing on my mind is skrill

What's that, dividends

Bay area niggas been setting trends

I got more friends in the pen than I do in the streets

If it wasn't for my pen I'd locked up or deceased

I'm polished they wonder why I'm so wise

Got my game from the OGs, who is that, the older guys

I love the lord that's all I know

How was you raised?

Raised in the mud hella potent, Diabetic

Used to put lotion on my grandma's toe

Why, cause it had a hole in it

I rep that 707 it's either hell or it's heaven

Where I'm a go I don't know

Real I see a dove or a crow

Watching out for the rifle it's called survival

Where your hands at?

One hand on the pistol one hand on the bible

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

It ain't money, it ain't about me

And that's on the real (And that's on the real)

They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)

They know we in the game wanna ask how I feel

We the last of the real (We the last of the real)