Yeah Fr

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We the realest yeah
I invented that
I got rich not over night walk in the bar and spend a tab
Yeah
Pick a outfit out my closet
Sharp as fifty nails
Yea
Pimping like my father
And my momma she can tell
Came from welfare
Hell yea
Catch wins like Odell
And I can smell wack
Tell that
Everytime a nigga start to say a rap
It's a fact
Pack of people round me I got them attracted
Money coming in no need to check my balance
If I can make it out my city
I can move a mountain
All my dawgs they know its in me
Let a nigga doubt me
Let em watch me turn fifty dollars to fifty thousand
Put the P-I-M in pimping yea
Foot up in they ass
Uh
Hoe I got a different swag
This ain't Jimmy Jazz
Uh
Girls that used to diss me now I sign they titties damn
Uh
All that bullshit I went through
It help me fill the clip
Just give me ammo
Fast forward
Bad boy
Passports
Cash flow
Bad hoes
Two hundred on the dashboard
Poof pop up doing magic
Two colors on the Mac truck
Yea I give em what they asking for
Gasoline with the matches hoe I blow up
Yea
Talk about money I show up
Made a hundred grand before I woke up
Roll up weed
If you told on us then f*ck you

Ok its f*ck it then
I came from the ghetto so I got problems and I'm stuck with them
Don't know whats up with them
If I cant get the Lambo then it's right back to the bucket then
For real

For real

Yeah
For real

Yeah
For real
Uh

Yeah for real
For real

For real
Back to the bucket then
Back to the bucket then
Huh for real

Ok ok then
Lame niggas be the main reason when i'm in the club I have to sneak my blade in
Get offended by a dap or hug from a random
Only give love to them same niggas that came up with the boy like a ladder
I hit the shot when it matter
I done put so much in this game I never done dropped a song thats average
Go on a rampage
Killing y'all just a habit
What more to talk bout
I'm running shit get walked down
Like an eviction I get em locked out
My squad putting the law down
I spin blocks til i'm getting nauseous
Put up shots like knock out
Time keep tic-tic-tic-tic-toking i'm finna rush for the top now
Selling out never gone cop out
Careful the opps out
I send shots at a cop house
Killing us that got to stop now
I got thoughts I jot down
I'm alone in public it's the same when no one's not around
I can't trust nobody
Tattoos on my body
They gone tell my story cause I still can't tell nobody
She want Bed Bath & Body
I just want the sloppy
If she ain't fucking adios

Ok its f*ck it then
I came from the ghetto so I got problems and I'm stuck with them

Don't know whats up with them
If I cant get the Lambo then it's right back to the bucket then
For real

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Written by: Antion Scales

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