Ain’t Real

Yeah Dexter yeah
Dexter yeah (rt you good bro)
Everybody wanna flex, know they ain't real

Everybody wanna flex, know they ain't real
I be so high, I be off them pills
Run up on me, swear to God you'll get killed
Why you so lame
Remember last year I was walking
I was on the phone talking
My homie got shot while we was walking
Oh my god

Everyday I'm riding wit that Glock, yuh
Everyday I'm riding wit a mop, yuh
I catch an opp, swear to God he get shot, yuh
I'm so paranoid, yeah I'm sipping wock, yeah
Pop me a perc, yeah I perc out
I wanna go up with her now
Babygirl she a flirt now
How will she get down? yeah yeah
She ain't true but you can be my boo
Count money, let's hop on a jet

Everybody wanna flex, know they ain't real
I be so high, I be off them pills
Run up on me, swear to God you'll get killed
Why you so lame
Remember last year I was walking
I was on the phone talking
My homie got shot while we was walking
Oh my god

Remember them days I was walking
Remember them days I was talking to my mama
Told my momma imma make it
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah I made it
Look up in the sky, ma, I miss you
I wish I could kiss you
I get on my knees and I love you, yeah
One day imma see you again

I know mom, you want me to win
Take care of my kids, and that's what I did

Everybody wanna flex, know they ain't real
I be so high, I be off them pills
Run up on me, swear to God you'll get killed
Why you so lame
Remember last year I was walking
I was on the phone talking
My homie got shot while we was walking
Oh my god

Oh my God oh my God
Oh my God oh my God
Oh my God oh my God
Oh my God dexter yeah

And I'm screaming till the
Now every scene they be calling
Your bitch on my dick, yeah she stalking
Oh my God, oh my God
Remember them days ya ya
I was getting money like ya ya
Catch me an opp then it's trouble, yeah
Shhhh, Dexter oh my God