The realest

I keep my protection, my Glock On my hip, you can step on like A mouse, it's the realest

Shit I ever wrote, realest shit I Ever wrote, I keep my Protection, my glock on my hip

YOU can't trust not a soul, I love making money, addicted to Trappin', fuck the police, I'ma

Always be packing, black on Black and gun matches, if it's Beef, them hammers, I'm Blasting, sleeping

On me, ain't no way I would Slip, ain't no way I would trip Or fall, back against a wall

Nigga need help, better talk With God, ooh, your life is in Jeopardy, niggas hungry, in

That money waiting, and you Look like a recipe, bitch, I'm Bout it, bout it, uh, masterpiece

Florida leaf on my body, I ain't A killer, but nigga don't try me, Know some shooters that's

Riding beside me, got some Hitters that really be wildin', leave your brains all on the Dashboard

Bullet holes all in your body, leave shell cases, stale faces, Everybody keep quiet, I get