For Real lyrics

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah
Dollars never disappear ho
Yeah
M-M-M-Murda
Gang sh*t only n*gga

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
Me and my n*ggas we thuggin' for real, yeah
My shooters, my bros, I love 'em for real yeah
You play with that guawp, the sh*t can get real, yeah
The plug changed my life so I love 'em for real, yeah
Me and my n*ggas we thuggin' for real, yeah
My shooters, my bros, I love 'em for real yeah
You play with that guawp, the sh*t can get real, yeah
The plug changed my life so I love 'em for real, yeah

[Verse 1: Harvey Stripes]
The trill is for my coast, can caught a man with my eye closed
300 bands on that white ghost, call that b*tch Griselda Blanco
Killa killa them, with that white girl
OJ Simpson that branko
A quarter 30 thousand today
Made me a millionaire pronto
I'm from ?
We rock chinchilla in all weather
Only white b*tches I'm Hugh Hefner
Only white b*tches I'm Hugh Hefner
My robin jeans on my Margielas
My crucifix like a lord sinning
Cuban carrying that b*tch like Paul Bearer
Young boss n*gga
19 and my first 100 thou
My whole team came from public housing
Bottom b*tch get greedy and get nothing now
We robbing 19 bands giving no allowance for real
No prostitute, f*ck the judge, jury and the prosecutor
D and D chains for all my shooters
Holy ghost, She's like hallelujah, for real, yeah
[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
Me and my n*ggas we thuggin' for real, yeah
My shooters, my bros, I love 'em for real yeah
You play with that guawp, the sh*t can get real, yeah
The plug changed my life so I love 'em for real, yeah
Me and my n*ggas we thuggin' for real, yeah
My shooters, my bros, I love 'em for real yeah
You play with that guawp, the sh*t can get real, yeah
The plug changed my life so I love 'em for real, yeah

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I love 'em for ever, you n*ggas are tellers
You n*gga get whole trace, then why you so jealous
Me? I'm only rocking Margiela, Balenciaga
The same color the lambos
Penitentiary chat, n*gga had to eat ?
We up n*gga, multi-millionaire and I'm up n*gga
Street n*gga, never been a f*ck n*gga
? trust n*gga
That's us n*gga, automatic weapons on my bus n*gga
None of yall n*ggas from the hood on the bus
So all of yall n*ggas gon' bust n*gga, ain't real
Now rolly the same thing, cuban the same thing
AP plain jane, boy I did for damn thang
In the kitchen ? came a millionaire
On the road, doing shows, tryna be a black billionaire, for real
[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
Me and my n*ggas we thuggin' for real, yeah
My shooters, my bros, I love 'em for real yeah
You play with that guawp, the sh*t can get real, yeah
The plug changed my life so I love 'em for real, yeah
Me and my n*ggas we thuggin' for real, yeah
My shooters, my bros, I love 'em for real yeah
You play with that guawp, the sh*t can get real, yeah
The plug changed my life so I love 'em for real, yeah