Keep It Real
Buu E. Radley
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Money bag, money bag, nigga Dollar bill, dollar bill, nigga Fou' sco' in dat field, nigga Finna do what I feel, hol' up Finna cop some hot wheels and a crib Chick a switch cocks, she knew where I live Flew from Detroit to Atlanta Saw my brother's crib, now I gotta match him F*ck dat, I'mma surpass 'em Cop me a mansion in the hills Where ain't no niggas where I live Where ain't nobody where I live Or I could buy the block, kick everybody out If you won't leave you gettin' carried out In a body bag or thrown on yo ass Buu E. economics, welcome to class Let me hop out dis fou' do' Let me pose for this photo B-boy stance, and that's fo' sho 'Till the day I die And that's on yo grave,dog, 'cause I'mma live forever I'm blessed by God and I'm highly favored Been through a lot so I won't waiver In my faith, 'cause I'm saved by grace Eddie Murphy, I'mma trade my place From the bottom rung to the top step 2nd joint, and ain't flop yet Gotta salute my like Wobbuffet My goals I'm shootin' like Boba Fett Like Cloud and Manny, quiet on the set You rap words that you ain't walkin' Think you cold, but I'm Steve Austin When I'm spittin' three 16's Lil puppy hush, a grown man is talkin' Money bag, money bag Dollar bill, dollar bill Fou' sco' in dat field Finna do what I feel, shawty I'mma keep it real 'Till the day that The Lord call me I'mma keep it real I'm a scam-aholic, lean-aholic Wit' all this drip, I'mma need a faucet Try to rob me, you gon need a coffin I'm smokin' gushers, I can't stop coughin' She ain't got a car, she just keep walkin' If you ain't got no money then why the f*ck you talkin'? Shoes on my feet, I can not pronounce 'em Drinkin' all this lean, I need a water bottle That bitch pussy wet She got a water fountain I pou'ed up in a Ice Mountain You ain't clean up, so you ain't get yo allowance Why you tryna sell weed and you ain't make a profit? I dumped my bitch, she was too toxic I'm riding around wit' a rocket launcher We hustle hard out in Detrilla We for reala and we countin' skrilla One of the Midwest pillars Represent our village like J Dilla Gettin' to the bag like a gold digger Midwest ain't no hoe niggas Please don't play wit those niggas 'Cause yo ass will get exposed, nigga Pull your pants up and wear a belt When Fleece come out, you can't scream for help There's some demons only bout cake Now you seein' how Tina felt They laugh at pain like Tina Fey Sing to it like Teena Marie Nevermind who you thought I was I'm Buu E., bitch, understand me?! Money bag, money bag Dollar bill, dollar bill Fou' sco' in dat field Finna do what I feel, shawty I'mma keep it real 'Till the day that The Lord call me I'mma keep it real Money bag, money bag Dollar bill, dollar bill Fou' sco' in dat field Finna do what I feel, shawty I'mma keep it real 'Till the day that The Lord call me I'mma keep it real
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Written by: ADAM BAUBERGER, BRIAN JEWELL, MARQUON FULTON
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