ReAl Lyrics

We from where they lock doors Robco

Its the L to be exact

Elm street with Rocco, dippin potholes

Origins straight from morroco, sing this shit with my eyes closed

Kings, we done seen a lot but not at all

Niggas take the shirt off his back to get em some crack

Tried to get em food, he acted rude tried return it for the cash

Shid I ain't get it, we broke too

Wifey just got ebt, so I stay at the Whole foods, free money

I ain't the crutch you go to

Tried to help them niggas but

They ungrateful, great fools

We ain't pressed over the 60 piece

When I see you, gone hear lip from me

On sight, they see us a flight risk

He see us and slide quick, takeoff like a bitch, see ya outside

But ain't no one on one's, stead it's bout 5

Have you in pool no baptize

That's the L with the chalk lines

Yeah I talk rhymes with led

Not to be confused with led rhymes it's bed time

They tucking in, nothing good past 9 Make you miss your damn prime

So tip-toe Deon, ladies man Leon

Heart colder than freon

Pray I make it out like Keon put on for some eons

All for the lineage

O two shall inherit first Emoni, lil d, phil, mya, nya, chase

The future was blurry for me

I ain't see nothing but beats, looked like I stepped in arenas

Fuck up the canvas Bandage, southpaw finish, outlandish Odd but I manage

Wait show again stretch your face till it grin, joker

Already been the villain I paint the air with sulfur

Swigging in some Bourbon, sitting on the sofa

I'm like 0 for 0, like a nigga ain't even go!

Now I'm the like Marvel ending

P.s more of that B.S.

Niggas claim they it just see a clown in the mix

Laughable I frown just a bit

I ain't make up it like a skit

You ain't with real you can skip shit