The Realest
Lyrics
Girl, you one of a kind
I need you on my side 'cause you know niggas out here dyin' (Soul crazy, fool)
And I tell you I lied, but want you on my mind
Baby, I'll pay the fine
Girl, you know niggas out here dyin'
So I be strapped with my pistol every time I flood the city (skrrt)
She tell me watch out my niggas 'cause she know people envy
You 'round, they stab you in your back, that just how shit be gettin'
Like, "Why we both can't chase the checks if ain't no competition?"
When situations get sticky, you see they true colors (true colors)
I'm ridin' 'round with my Glizzy, you don't know who love you (you don't know who love you)
I'm thinkin' 'bout them dimes and pennies, I done blew on ya (I done blew on ya)
We slangin' iron, I'm talkin' plenty, my whole crew thuggin' (my whole crew thuggin')
React was pissed, crossed his last, that's how his uncle them raised him
Stack up your cash and keep a strap because these niggas be hatin'
I had to get up off my ass 'cause I got tired of the basic
We swung they block with automatics, clean up they mans on the pavement
I seen some shit'll make you sad, can't stop my heart from this achin'
Always was spittin' from the start, the studio in the basement
Loyalty I'm livin' by, these niggas punkin' for favors
Sometimes I gotta close my eyes, I'm damn near blind to the fake shit
Girl, you know niggas out here dyin'
So I be strapped with my pistol every time I flood the city (skrrt)
She tell me watch out my niggas 'cause she know people envy
You 'round, they stab you in your back, that just how shit be gettin'
Like, "Why we both can't chase the checks if ain't no competition?"
When situations get sticky, you see they true colors (true colors)
I'm ridin' 'round with my Glizzy, you don't know who love you (you don't know who love you)
I'm thinkin' 'bout them dimes and pennies, I done blew on ya (I done blew on ya)
We slangin' iron, I'm talkin' plenty, my whole crew thuggin' (my whole crew thuggin')
Been hurt so long I can finally say I'm numb to the pain
My head so gone, I'm fucked 'bout you, girl, I'm goin' insane
I'm focus on the bad attractions, I wonder if you feel the same
Thirty-five hundred, check your CashApp, I thought love don't cost a thing
I'm somewhere high up in the sky, I'm 'bout to jump out the plane
Never not once you wasn't around I let 'em speak on your name
And this a shame that I can say I trust you more than my mans
She always ask me why I'm high and ridin' 'round with that bang
Girl, you know niggas out here dyin'
So I be strapped with my pistol every time I flood the city (skrrt)
She tell me watch out my niggas 'cause she know people envy
You 'round, they stab you in your back, that just how shit be gettin'
Like, "Why we both can't chase the checks if ain't no competition?"
When situations get sticky, you see they true colors (true colors)
I'm ridin' 'round with my Glizzy, you don't know who love you (you don't know who love you)
I'm thinkin' 'bout them dimes and pennies, I done blew on ya (I done blew on ya)
We slangin' iron, I'm talkin' plenty, my whole crew thuggin' (my whole crew thuggin')
Writer(s): Anthony Martinez, David Dror, Julian Varlet, Oscar Knight, Tyquain Bowman
Copyright(s): Lyrics © NOW WE MAJOR PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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