Real One

DY Krazy, uh

Uh (let's get it)

I been gangbangin' since a kid, that's how we live

So I seen bloodshed before Red Snow

And that's just how that go

Nobody out here wanna use they head

So that's why I hit a fly out to go

Said he ain't never ever gonna amount

To shit, but look, nigga a rider, though

Had a couple niggas on our hit list so we ride with four

And I ain't give a fuck if it's Christmas, I was outside for sure

We on one, pop out, roll up

Movin' quick, gotta get a SIG, like, hol' up

Gettin' a kit, used to pour a six or four up

Niggas bitches, war time, we was watchin' 'em fold up

And if the feds ever grabbed my fuckin' folder

I'ma stay a soldier

I ain't gon' snitch on no one

So therefore, I ain't puttin' myself in this situation no more

I waited long to get where I'm at, I ain't gotta be patient no more

Oh, you gangster?

Nigga, you think you gangster?

Do some gangster shit

On the strip, same niggas I hung with who claimin' it

I was hoppin' out the backseat of that Chevy, aimin' it

And now I'm worth some M's, I'm dangerous

Your bitch love to fuck me, hit the liquor and start thankin' it

It say they got my face on Belaire, so that's why she drinkin' it

Landin', bought a pint of drink, it was fuckin' up my pancreas

It's 6 a.m. in the stu' in the A, me and DY smokin' some stinky shit

Shot at me last night, I'm angry

So I woke up flamin' shit

Nigga got caught on a date, now all his homies blame his bitch

Everybody talkin' 'bout I changed and shit

You the one that changed, bitch

Matter of fact, nigga, I did change, shit

I ain't have no chains then

Crib like I was livin' in a den

Came and count my dividends

Now I'm legal, I can spend it then

Now my closet, my kitchen big

I ain't even tryna miss your call

I just been on some busy shit

On the phone with executives, I wanna hear it

Ain't even thinkin' 'bout me gettin' rich, uh

Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

(Just me hear out) and we runnin' all the checks up

I'm tryna see where the 29 bag at

How Durk gon' put on this bitch

Go on Google to put on a switch

Told bro I wanna be rich

But I started takin' Percs, it's givin' me a itch

They don't want me to be on that block no more

Don't rap 'bout the opps no more

You can't complain, that's how I am

Just tell them don't get shot no more

These niggas ain't beefin'

Throw in the towel

He told me he vegan

I don't even try to stop the violence

No more, 'cause Chino died at the meetin'

Man, get the fuck out my face

I was duckin' a federal case

He went to Iowa and got him a dub, 'cause that was a federal state

All that beef shit your big homie did in a year, we did in a month

And I drop some tears for all them

Years, for bro 'n' 'em, I can't stunt

I was pissed off at my lawyer, me and Von ain't do shows in months

I can't blame the judge and state's attorney

'Cause both of them voted for Trump

And that shit you said about us

We ain't hear that from no bitch mouth

From the 'Raq, where the killers don't ask for a discount

And all the killers get blicked down

Two bedroom, no big house

Warning shots get sent out

Cocky lil' nigga with my dick out

Bitch