For Real

Bro said I can't be off, yeah
She told me that she know I'm off the pills
Can you feel?
I don't wanna ball for real
Keep it real (what?)

Bro told me don't be off the drugs in the field
I was taught to rob the plug
Taught to steal
If a na in our way we gon' kill
That's for real, that's for real
Bro said don't be off the drugs in the field
I was taught to rob the plug
Taught to steal
If a na in our way he get killed
That's for real, that's for real
Fuck how you feel

It's all about the dollar bills
If I get locked up no I won't squeal, that's for real
I don't remember what happened anyway
I was off of the pills for real (skrrt)
Choppa on me big dawg
You want beef then the Neiman get your steaks off
[???] no diet bitch, Rick Ross
R. Kelly with these hoes, they be pissed off
Yeah sippin' on a crystal
VVS up in my wrist just like come crystals
Balling hard like Chris Paul
You na funny, took me like Chris Rock

In the field I was taught the rob the plugs
Taught to steal
If a na in our way he get killed (yeah)
That's for real

Bro told me don't be off the drugs in the field
I was taught to rob the plug, taught to steal
If a na in our way we gon' kill
That's for real, that's for real
Bro said don't be off the drugs in the field
I was taught to rob the plug, taught to steal
If a na in our way he get killed
That's for real, that's for real
Fuck how you feel

That's on God I go hard
Put that on my squad
.40 on me bodyguard
He'll tear you apart
You get stomped right in the yard
Tear your man's apart
I don't know why he start
[???] I go hard
Dread my hair just like I'm Coolio
Balling like I'm Ruby-oh
Catch me in the newest whip
Fucking on the newest hoe
Balling hard like Koby-oh
Make the gun seen
That bitch look like Oreo (mm ay yuh yuh)
.40 with a tool, I just bought two
WWE I slam that bitch
Got on a freak show (yuh)
Give me a freak hoe (yuh yuh)
Balling out with Kilos

Bro said I can't be off the drugs in the field
I was taught to rob the plugs taught to steal
If somebody in our way we gon' kill (we gon' kill)

Bro told me don't be off the drugs in the field
I was taught to rob the plug, taught to steal
If a na in our way we gon' kill
That's for real, that's for real
Bro said don't be off the drugs in the field
I was taught to rob the plug, taught to steal
If a na in our way he get killed
That's for real, that's for real
Fuck how you feel

So high I can't function (Yuh)
I pop pills 'til I fuck up my stomach (Yuh)
Give her pipes 'til she call me a plumber (Yuh)
He go dumb on that shit, I go dumber (Yuh)
Run up on me that .40's a dumper (Yuh)
I'm a dog with this shit, yes I hump her (Yuh)
I'm gon' shoot bitch
Like Iman no Shumpert (Yuh)
I pop Xans, I do percs that's for cover (Yuh)
Run up on me
Than you better take cover (Yuh)
.40 on me, get to shooting
Get to bussin' (Yuh)
Sick of nas started taking Robitussin (Yuh)
Ain't one fighting ain't one fussin'
Ain't one tusslin' (Yuh)
Run up on me Choppa
Causing an eruption (Yuh)
Huh, clip up on my pants like an erection (Yuh)
Freestyle boy that shit look like perfection (Yuh)
Got my hand on my money and my weapon (Yuh)
I got first tell you
That bitch sloppy seconds (sloppy seconds)