Real Talk lyrics

[Intro]
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus]
Real talk, let's get straight to it
I got diamonds in the face (Diamonds in the face)
Know these n*ggas don't walk how we walk
They don't talk how we talk, we got millions of straps
I grew up with the trillest n*ggas, tryin' not to stay with the fakes

[Post-Chorus]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, hey
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I got the gang, gang, gang

[Verse 1]
Hoppin' out the Bentley Mulsanne
Eliantte chain swang
I can make a b*tch mood change
Got it in my pocket, loose change
I came from the bottom, I came from the mud
I came from the street
Always road runnin' some time we ain't even sleep
And I pray my n*ggas watchin' over me
We stand for the streets, what it's s'posed to be
I lost a lot of people that was close to me
Grab the dope out the car like it's grocery
She say, "Roddy, sing to me like Jodeci"
Put my di*k on her neck like a Rosary
I got control of me, these n*ggas don't know
[Chorus]
Real talk, let's get straight to it
I got diamonds in the face (Diamonds in the face)
Know these n*ggas don't walk how we walk
They don't talk how we talk, we got millions of straps
I grew up with the trillest n*ggas, tryin' not to stay with the fakes

[Post-Chorus]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, hey
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I got the gang, gang, gang, yeah

[Verse 2]
A quarter to sit, I black out the whips, I hold up a fist
I'm big as it get, colossal as sh*t, enormous as a b*tch
Know that these n*ggas don't like me
I know that these n*ggas don't like me
n*gga, I been in the field, been totin' my glizzy, doin' high knees
Mafia, mafia
Millionaires, only in the blue faces we trust
I told shorty mind her business
'Cause I came straight up out the Guinness
Spent a hundred thousand at the dentist
We ain't Venus, Serena, my dawg out the court
I put that n*gga right in a tennis
Who you know designer down, fresh white tee?
New Hellcat, I was a fresh '19
How a n*gga felt rich without two Cs?
Ain't nobody out-vibin' me
The number one, but I ain't try to be
I told that b*tch it ain't no lyin' to me
You can play yourself, but ain't no tryin' with me
[Chorus]
Real talk, let's get straight to it
I got diamonds in the face (Diamonds in face), yeah, yeah
Know these n*ggas don't walk how we walk
They don't talk how we talk, we got millions of straps
I grew up with the trillest n*ggas, tryin' not to stay with the fakes

[Post-Chorus]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, hey
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang (Yeah-yeah)
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I got the gang, gang, gang