dc young fly - real lyrics
[intro]
nard & b
trenchwerk
[verse]
i used to hit them wide body b-tches
and their wide body friends
now a n-gga get it in a wide body benz
n-ggas wanna hate
but didn’t know i’m knowin’ ‘tent, though
me, i keep extendo
hit you and your friends, though
me and all my potna used to sleep off on my potna flo’
schemin’ on a plan on how we gonna get a pot of gold
walk up in a club like, serve ’em with that drug, like
“wish a n-gga would”, all my n-ggas with a tool, like
“hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up”
“chill with that poppin’ off”
you wasn’t sayin’ nothin’ when my n-ggas was out here robbin’ y’all
masked up, poppin’ off, head shot, rockin’ off
call a n-gga phone, tryna plead, and tell us to stop it all
gone to court, fightin’ these cases
couple times i’m on probation
fightin’ these false allegations
snitches, we cut our relations
gotta get money in rotation
gotta get money in rotation
i’ll pop a n-gga -ss then go on vacation
[outro]
it get real ’round here, yeah
it get real ’round here, ayy
it get real ’round here
it get real ’round here
it get real ’round here, yeah
it get real ’round here, ayy
it get real ’round here
it get real ’round here
it get real ’round here
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