Real Is Rare (Edgewood) / The Woods lyrics
by The Weeknd
[Intro]
Eardrummers
Swear to God
n*gga just get the bag, don't give no f*ck 'bout no nothin' else, get the bag anyway f*ck 'em
[Chorus]
f*ck n*ggas I can't f*ck wit 'em
f*ck n*ggas I can't f*ck wit 'em
Real is rare so I rarely f*ck wit n*ggas
Real is rare so I rarely f*ck wit n*ggas
f*ck n*ggas, gotta duck n*ggas, yeah yeah
f*ck n*gga, you's a f*ck n*gga
Real is rare so I rarely f*ck wit n*ggas (Really rare to me)
Real is rare so I rarely f*ck wit n*ggas (Really rare)
[Verse 1]
What's this, A-plus n*gga (Ooh, what's this)
You f*ckin' wit a A-plus n*gga (Woo)
Try to tell my young'n stiffen up, he trust n*ggas (whoa)
Been burned by that bullet, I know not to trust n*ggas (I been burned by that bullet, I been burned)
Put faith in a b*tch, she went and f*cked a f*ck n*gga (Lame-ass hoe)
Same f*ck n*gga I would slide and duck wit her (Rollin' round wit a broke boy)
Jokes on a broke ho, her folks want forgiveness (Tuh)
Went and got a ticket b*tch (Uh-huh) soon as I got out prison (Aye)
f*ck wrong wit ya huh? You not makin' noise
Let ya get a taste of this pure, streets got spoiled
Hit a n*gga off with a forty, you playin' hard
When I say you hit a n*gga off with a forty, he ain't Paul George
Lights out, I'm the one ceasin' the crowd noise
Ain't a damn thing happened to Skoob, it's murder ones
I say homicide, let's get the bag, no, no more drums
I say get a drum, f*ck a f*ck n*gga, get what gon' come, huh
[Bridge]
Big Troub (Huh, huh, huh)
Bi-Bi-Big Troub (Huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Real is rare, that's why I rarely f*ck with n*ggas (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, swear)
Real is rare, that's why I rarely f*ck with n*ggas (Uh-huh, swear)
(Keep it in there real quick)
Big Troub (Huh, huh, huh)
Real is rare, that's why you cannot f*ck with n*ggas (Huh, huh huh)
Real is rare, that's why you cannot f*ck with n*ggas (Uh-huh, huh)
[Verse 2]
Now that I'm done thinkin' (Done)
I can get this paper (Yeah), Goddammit, still drinkin' (Goddamn)
Still say yes to capers (Yes)
They say I'ma bad influence (Huh), told you that few years ago (I told you)
Prolly had ya main hoe (Prolly) bustin' on her tiptoes (Bustin')
n*gga screamin' thug life (Thug life), I ain't ever seen them (Huh)
I be where it's swole at (Whoa)
Only hope is dope or rap (Oh)
Dice game, four-four and rap (Huh), dice game, four-four or trap (Huh)
Dice game, four-four and rap (Huh), dice game, four-four or trap (Huh, yeah)
Dice game'll blow ya cap backwards (Yeah), you playin' games (Games)
Draco shoot through bricks b*tch, I done watched it change frame (Frame)
One time for the Westside, you kinfolk, you patna them (My patna)
One time for the Eastside, you good then you my bruddas them (My brudda)
That, that's it, feel upset, murder by the kid (What)
That, that, doin' all that, I'm just poppin' sh*t (What)
That, that's it, feel upset, bustin' by the kid (What)
Yeah yeah
[Chorus]
f*ck n*ggas, I can't f*ck with em
f*ck n*ggas, I can't f*ck with em (Huh)
Real is rare so I rarely f*ck wit n*ggas (Uh-huh)
Real is rare so I rarely f*ck wit n*ggas (Big Trouble)
f*ck n*ggas, gotta duck n*ggas (poppin' sh*t)
f*ck n*gga, you's a f*ck n*gga (Droppin' sh*t)
Real is rare so I rarely f*ck wit n*ggas (Poppin' sh*t)
Real is rare so I rarely f*ck wit n*ggas (Poppin' sh*t)
Yeah
[Outro]
You know
"The Woods (Skit)"
*Running in grass, heavy breathing, helicopters, police sirens, dogs barking*