Real Until ft. ItsJustRay Lyrics

Gang shit no lame shit

No they can't hang bitch

Lets go brudda

I done made like 10 bandz in like 9 months

Fuck grams I got a few ounces of good runtz

I roll papers we smokin on good blunts

Bro got the whole Fraud bible if you need funds

I got 2 hands we ain't never needed no guns

Bro a shooter like number one on the suns

I ain't playin bout mine know they down to ride

I ain't playin bout the team make em slide

So fresh so clean no tide

Long live all the fallen that died

In all my guys man I take pride

It's expensive to be this fly

Niggas be down bad goin broke to get high

Couldn't be me I be getting fried up tho

Ima young nigga tryn get up tho

Ima real nigga til the

Ima real nigga til the day I die

Ima real nigga til the

Ima real nigga til the day I fall

Ima real nigga til the

Ima real nigga til the day I die

Ima real nigga til the

Ima real nigga til the day I fall

Getting so fly man tryna jus ball

Shot clock goin down put it up like Paul

Real nigga doin it big cant do it small

Real nigga can't wife no doll

Aye I just wanna have it all

I'm on one cant trip can't fall

Ima real nigga til the

Ima real nigga til the day I die

Ima real nigga til the

Ima real nigga til the day I fall

Ima real nigga til the

Ima real nigga til the day I die

Ima real nigga til the

Ima real nigga til the day I fall

Ima real nigga

I can't do no deal wit ya

Shawty disrespect me must be crazy think i'm still wit ha

You be off the tek if you get lazy i can't chill wit ya

Runnin up the check can't have no babies ima bill getta

Hol up slow down

Let the windows roll down

Told my nigga kota get the strap it's boutta go down

Bmore to new jersey we get active hope you know now

Yo bitch pussy smell like cod no wonder issa ghost town

Ewwww

Don't be braggin bout that bitch

Best believe she hit me up when she saw platinum on my wrist

Then i turned her down jus like a thermostat and had her pissed

Sorry baby ion fuck wit dirty cats that have a itch

You a nasty bitch

I need me a classy bitch

I need me a bitch who mom ain't raise her on no sassy shit

I need me a bitch who ain't obsessin over plastic tits

I need me a bitch who gon uh ion need shit

Last time i invested in somebody she left me sick

Ima real nigga turnt up on that g shit

I'm the type to rap what's on my mind then let that beam hit

You can be a real nigga cryin that don't mean shit

And for the niggas that always got sum to say we can hit

Cuz while you laughin at my music i be laughin wit ya bitch

We be talkin bout emotions and i know that got you pissed

Cuz when you argue wit that hoe already know who she gon miss

Ray