7evensofuego - What's real

Read between the lines
I ain't fucking with you niggas

Im not doing nothing different
But it's different for you niggas

I ain't asking for permission
I ain't sleeping on you niggas

Simply I could give a fuck

You ain't beefing with me nigga
And if they beef
They hit the internet

With no tags with it
I've got crash dummies
That wants yo head in exhibits
Watch yo ass dummy

Oh you just laughing lil bitch
Imma smash you lil bitch

Steal yo cash
Then steal yo whip

Yeah

Stardom would be lit
Something marvelous

Think about it
Maybe you'll be rich

Flip a bag or whip
Go to college

I dropped out and shit
And started learning shit

Economics

I've been plotting shit
And over-watching shit

Like the cockpit

Robo copping this
Settled arguments

Niggas try to hit me
Try to say I ain't supporting them

Niggas wanna find me on the road
Turned over
End

Don't think I'm gonna be on the low
Never scared of them

Im airing in

Shortys on the outside outside
Tryna find the way back inside inside
Tell me how's it feel
Tell me what's real

Smoke a lot of Indo
Indoors

I don't like you niggas it's official

Tell me how's it feel
Tell me what's real

My mind has changed forever
I'm leveling forever
Black Af forever
Fat cats forever

She wanna fuck
I just met her

Hit the AURA up

She paid for sprinklers edveaors
I didn't even bring me no cheddar


"Broke nigga" whatever
I keep my issues together

Had to hit you with that "miss you"
Cause I'm living life better

I be bragging bout my bitches
Like you've never seen better

I know niggas in the trenches
That'll leave you deserts

Fast cash
Lose ya cash fast

I ain't thinking bought it

Bag that
Nigga max that

There's no way around it

Food
SPAZZ
I'm dramatic?

Imma starving artist

Move on cash
Non-lethargic

You know we work the hardest

Tell me what's real

Mmmnahh
Mmmnahh

Hit the back row
Row

How'd ya night go
Go

Imma light show
Show

Let's ya thoughts go
Go

That's a light bulb
Wow

You working hard tho
Tho

You said you see me in your future

Yous a psycho
Hoe

Let's the dice roll
Row

Everynight tho
Tho

What's he taking bout?
Bout?

That's not my bro
Oooh

I don't play with hoes (Hoes)
You gotta let it go (Go)

In my mental like

So
So
So
So

Writers: Kenneth Strader

Lyrics © DistroKid

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