I’m 4Real lyrics

[Intro]
Okay, lil' n*gga (Yeah)
Don't run from R.A.P., motherf*cker (Yeah)
Don't play with n*ggas

[Verse 1]
Ayy, look, I just hit a lick for a new AP (Ayy)
Forty in the safe, still paying late fees (Yeah)
I just got the crib with a cute eight piece (Yeah)
They gon' bust it open just to get the gate key (Ayy)
It's so much in my budget, I forgot I had a budget
I need a passport for this foreign I imported (Skrrt)
Walking 'round the crib, tripping over Rick Owens
These hardwood floors ain't got a scuff, n*gga (Nah)
A hundred million dollars ain't enough, n*gga (Nah)
I could see a billy through these bluffs, brother (Yeah)
Momma told me keep the money in the family
Psh, me and Ben Frank like blood brothers (Woo)
f*ck your assets, let's fact check
All this gold on and I ain't even got a plaque yet
Quarter mill' in the backpack, n*gga, that's back scratch (What we get?)
Yeah, we get rack-racks (Woo)
sh*t

[Chorus]
No face, no case, lip silent, sh*t's sealed (Shh, okay, this silent)
Ayy, my n*ggas so gassed up, we don't run out of real (Ayy)
Shake something, b*tch, I'm just playing, nah, for real (Nah, for real)
I just got paid from a play, I'm for real (I'm for real)
Still the same n*gga out the Bay, I'm for real (I'm for real)
n*ggas get to tripping, we'll hit 'em, I'm for real (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
This what happen when n*ggas get to giving the Henny out (Okay, you, you, you, you)
Hold up, look, yeah, yeah (Come here, let's go)

[Verse 2]
Huh, you gon' take her out and buy all of that designer (Ayy)
I'ma stay in and fall asleep in that vagina (Ayy)
I'ma risk it all if I ever see Rihanna
Put out the umbrellas in the Wraith and get behind her (Ayy)
n*ggas want war, but they ain't got enough troops
Sliding on the opps, playing duck, duck, goose (Grrt)
Rubber band clan, got my neck in a noose (Uh)
You ain't ever seen a Bay n*gga like this (Nah)
I flooded out the Rollie and the Richard on my wrist (Bling)
Dollars turned me up, we 'bout to make you n*ggas sick
When we walk in, n*ggas better grab they b*tch
East Bay n*gga, I was down, now I'm lit (Okay, tell 'em bring me more bottles, I'm right here)

[Chorus]
No face, no case, lip silent, sh*t's sealed (Shh, what we tell 'em?)
Ayy, my n*ggas so gassed up, we don't run out of real (Ayy)
Shake something, b*tch, I'm just playing, nah, for real (Nah, for real)
I just got paid from a play, I'm for real (I'm for real)
Still the same n*gga out the Bay, I'm for real (I'm for real)
n*ggas get to tripping, we'll hit 'em, I'm for real (Ha-ha-ha-ha, grrt)
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
This what happen when n*ggas get to giving the Henny out
Hold up, look, yeah, yeah (Hey, ayy)

[Outro]
I'm for real