Real n*gga Privileges lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I got a— I got a—
I got a— I got a—

[Chorus]
I got a strap and a booth and it's wearin’ down my pocket
Been getting money for a minute, you should try it
Why this b*tch sellin' lies expect a real n*gga to buy it?
Pass the ball to who open, John Stockton
I'm like Bishop off of Juice, but I ball above the rim
These n*ggas cappin’, he was never one of them
Slide through 89 on the 'Gram, Mike, you know I f*ck with them
Slide through Sunnyside just to reminisce

[Verse]
And I'm a 22nd n*gga, came up shootin' for the 'jects
Nothin' but a head taps, give a f*ck what's on your chеst
And you can't name no other n*ggas that done sold morе Runtz than us
b*tch, I’m rich off that pack, jokes up
Rest in peace Ted, and Sam, I can get you blizted
Really a gangster, I can’t fake it, know what come with this sh*t
Quick to jump on that road, ain't scared to take me a risk
Diamond District in New York, 50K on my wrist
I got a hundred at night, so I’m standin' there right in the trenches
n*ggas can't do it like me, I got real n*gga privileges
In the paint like a sinner, scrape the pot, use the blender
Still sinnin', but winnin’, they can't f*ck with a n*gga
[Chorus]
I got a strap and a booth and it's wearin' down my pocket
Been getting money for a minute, you should try it
Why this b*tch sellin' lies expect a real n*gga to buy it?
Pass the ball to who open, John Stockton
I'm like Bishop off of Juice, but I ball above the rim
These n*ggas cappin', he was never one of them
Slide through 89 on the 'Gram, Mike, you know I f*ck with them
Slide through Sunnyside just to reminisce

[Outro]
Why this b*tch sellin' lies expect a real n*gga to buy it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
n*ggas can't do it like me, I got real n*gga privileges
Yeah, yeah, yeah, free the members
I got real n*gga privileges
I got real n*gga privileges
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah