Last of the Real lyrics

[Chorus]
Last of the real n*ggas risked on dying to many n*ggas is feelin
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I'm never ringing I'm keeping my iron, forever bumming might stick with a rival
f*ck with lil bro yeah he bangin for P
Call that boy baby, 2 guns peter piper
How you hanging with them say you banging with me?
See outside with them we gon' set it on fire
They see baby that's my [?], yeah I'm talkin bout [?]
I wonder why' she tryin, told em we ain f*ck she lyin'
Told em don't buck boy we deep as f*ck middle of the jungle we lions
Throw hell cat engine in the truck for you ever see me whine

[Verse]
Who want smoke wе blitz
b*tch be trippin wan' knock off my pivot
Better keep mе out yo mentions
We out here spinnin, ain't see a opp in a minute
Judge tripped out when they gave bro all them years, I hate to see em in prison
Rather see him up in prison then up in them digits most of ya life suspended
Leave us alone we killin
Drank we tilt the cup we spilled to see a opp then refill it
n*ggas cameras everywhere down town, time to drill f*ck them buildin
Never needed a n*gga to stay in my life, quick to say f*ck them n*ggas
You can say what you want about RB can't say he ain bust them triggers
Its some n*ggas that jumped on bro before he died I still wanna bust them n*gga
Tie his ass up, put em the trunk f*ck around gut that n*gga
Never been to none pull a murder one, when you catch em smush that n*gga
Never lackin' outside of my school I was hiding my blick in the bush lil n*gga
They just now picking up blunts back then I was smokin on kush lil n*gga
Be on bullet, but b*tch I'm the one
Wan' me be in yo life, gotta be my wife' anything just to in the con
With me it ain fun real blooda dump, say it 3 times and he done
Ion know what every body finna do but I know this street sh*t done
Locked up on the phone with Ma dukes I told her we lit' can't wait till they free yo son
Gotta few killers locked up that ain't do sh*t can't wait til they give you a bond
My bit' texting me say "I love you so much baby daddy, I can't wait to give you a son"
Ion give a f*ck I already know fasho I ain't the daddy, hell I hate to give you a son
Piece for the low I'ma get me one
If a opp take to long to send them boys, I'ma send me one
Back then I need a helping hand you wasn't lending me one
Back then I use to ride in bro hellcat now I'm finna get me one
Is you serious?, should go hell cat or go Urus?
f*ck that back opp I'm finna pull out the Trackhawk, cut up switch them gears
I'm not a rapper but n*ggas be having that [?] salt, b*tch what you wanna hear?
Use to cry when I get my jeans wet, now I got denim tears
Only been In the gang for a year
Cameras in my face everyday I'm still tryna get use to it
Young n*gga sh*t spinnin every day name a way to kill, we do it
Huh, he jumped inside the streets cus' he was influenced
Did his first drill hit the wrong person, don't know what he doin
[Outro]
Huh, Last of the real n*ggas risked on dying to many n*ggas is feelin
Entitled
I'm never ringing I'm keeping my iron, forever bumming might stick with a rival
f*ck with lil bro yeah he bangin for P
Call that boy baby, 2 guns peter piper
How you hanging with them say you banging with me?
See outside with them we gon' set it on fire
They see baby that's my [?], yeah I'm talkin bout [?]
I wonder why' she tryin, told em we ain f*ck she lyin'
Told em don't buck boy we deep as f*ck middle of the jungle we lions
Throw hell cat engine in the truck for you ever see me whine