Real sh*t lyrics

by

Metro Boomin


[Intro:]
Yeah, Yeah
Gotta whole lot, gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up

Gotta whole lot, gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up
Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up

[Verse]
I Gotta whole lotta emotions ballеd up
Hoes fake love lеt ass n*ggas [?]
n*ggas will trynna cross you gotta watch out n*gga be cautious Keep that pistol on me with no safety I'mma off em
All these major labels trynna sign me n*gga I'm turning down offers Cut my momma water off we was stayin' in the partments
Now I spend 20 on a Rolly
35 Hundred on a [?]
n*gga I'mma boss
Took my n*gga Johnny had to cut my heart off
Now I'mma rapper this sh*t crazy
Savage bought a new choppa Brenda had a baby
All this show money bought my momma a Mercedes
She see me on TV and she be like "Look at my baby!"
I know she still thinking 'bout when they had trynna take me
Six shots, n*gga, six shots
Took six shots, n*gga I got six Glocks
Pop, run up on savage get your top popped
I just bought a drop now, I just poured a 4 cough syrup in my pop f*ck the faggot ass rappers 'cause they flip-flop
n*ggas di*k hop
And I just stay the same
n*gga I really sold cocaine
And my heart full of pain
And yeah, I gang bang
And yeah, I take chains
Never been a lame
Never sold my soul
Never changed
Never go Hollywood
f*ck the fame
n*ggas hating on me
But they lame
You better get it outta mud
'Cause I got it out the mud
Did this sh*t by myself
I ain't even ask for nun one of you f*ck n*ggas help
'Cause n*ggas ain't real
And b*tches ain't real
And everybody say they trill
They say they independent but n*ggas got deals
And yeah, I got deals
2 for the 5, yeah
Me and Grade, real trap n*gga sh*t
Posted at the stoe, trynna make the world do, magic?
Savage make the choppa do, magic
Pull up roll the window down that sh*ts tragic
Body bag n*gga, wrap 'em
Savage scrape that bowl
I'mma let the beat be the hook
I'mma let the beat be the hook
I'mma let the beat be the hook
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Let that motherf*cker ride
I'mma let that b*tch ride out, ride out
Pull up to a n*ggas spot, Click-Clack
Pop-pop, pop-pop-pop
Somebody call the cops
Lil n*gga got shot
Savage from the skreets, for real
Savage had beef, for real
I really seen n*ggas get killed
I really seen n*ggas get killed
These rappers lyin
They never sold no work, they never did no time
Savage did time
Seventh grade, got caught with a .9
Then I hit a lick for a nine
Free TeeTay, yeah
Free Taz too, 'cause he a beat a n*gga black and blue
And I f*ck with crips and bloods, yeah, red and blue
Or crips and DG's n*gga, blue and black
I got a Glock and a f*cking Mac
Put a big hole in your f*cking back
And I don't like the chit-chat
Some [?] sh*t
That dope hole sh*t
Huh, yeah
That cut-throat sh*t
Free Soulja Slim n*gga, free C Murder
21 Savage b*tch n*gga I rep that murder
Homicide, homicide
Gun fire, gun fire
Bullets sanging n*gga
Like 4th of July, huh
I never testify
Never tell a lie
Never cuff no freak hoe, huh
We ain't cuffin' freak hoes
We f*ck freak hoes and, and let them go
You met her at the store
Put a ring on that b*tch, you a f*cking fool
Diamonds are lit
This sh*t blingin' n*gga
I'mma f*cking fool
And I ain't graduate school
But I'm rich b*tch
Like Dave Chappelle
These n*ggas actors like Dave Chappelle
These n*ggas funny like Dave Chappelle
I got a light skin b*tch, they say that b*tch pale
But her ass fat n*gga, fatter than a whale
And I got big bricks n*gga
That sh*t will break a scale
You a faggot, you 'gon break a nail, huh
I'm slowed up, poured up
I'mma f*cking snail, n*gga I'm a f*cking player
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