Don't Make You Real
If I've ever had money, I'd give you (Oh)
I never had 'em, but if I ever had (Oh oh)
A 100 bucks in my pocket, I'd give you 50
Right? (Oh oh)
Understood if you ever right Sirens
If you ever right
Then I'm the biggest fucking mud in
The history of the mafia (Oh oh)
Pull me fast (Oh oh) pull me fast (Oh oh)
Pu-pull me fast (Oh oh)
Pu-pu-pull me fast (Oh oh)
Pull me fast (Oh oh) pu-pull me fast (Oh oh)
Pu-pull me fast (Oh oh) pu-pu-pull me fast
We on the I95, gray and green, Air Max
The 95's
Joe Pesci, Robert De Nero, Casino wise guys
The Hip-Hop Benjamin Button ageing
Like fine wine
The IQ level resemblant of Albert Einstein
Barbaric warlord more beef than Five Guys
Bang you like a king from
Kingston what the raasclat
Playing R&B from the 90s driving the fly ride
Jagged Edge Jodeci Boyz
The IMen and some High-5
Tryna' steal the next man life
That's how you guys shine
Bunch of wave riders
Surfing during the high tide
Black Smith-n Wesson that's off
Safely on my side i just bust it, baby
That neeners givin' me flys vibes
Jealous individuals like to hate
From the sidelines my wife is more of a
Killer than Frankenstein's bride
Black 40-cal
She keep it next to her thigh-high
She pull it quick like the
Parachute calling you skydive
I got more weed than that magazine
High Times death to sewer rats and pussy
Cats with nine lives
Money don't make you real (No)
Tryna' be funny don't make you real (No)
A broken old Rollie don't make you real
Talking down on your homies
Don't make you real (Hell, no)
Beefing on Twitter don't make you real
Saying you a real nigga don't make you real
(No)
You snitched on your mans, oh, you not real
Talking tough on the 'Gram
Don't make you real
You snitches become complacent
You suckas' basic above the racists
You come with hatred and run with fakeness
I come with greatness
Fuck up your faces, scuff up your braces
Your tongue get tasteless
Your blood, you're wasting on blood stains
I tuck the stainless, so cold
I need another blanket
My chick will serve you
She's such a waitress
Rush to sages with classics
My stuff is ancient
You like a scarecrow, so fucking brainless
You bustas' nameless, I come from Bay Bridge
Amongst the bravest, they was my neighbors
I snuck the gauge in like Neo
My guns be blazing
Not the singer Neo, I'm talking Neo
That's from The Matrix i'm sick with it
I'm such a patient just like Malcolm X
I read the entire dictionary
A few hundred pages i live the lyrics
I'm independent so fuck them agents
Ace of Spaces, I drunk for days
I drunk the Aces
The fastest Don of marathons
I won the race is too lazy
To tie my shoestrings
So I just tuck my laces
Money on't make you real (No)
Tryna' be funny don't make you real (Nope)
A broken old Rollie don't make you real
Talking down on your homies
Don't make you real (Hell, no)
Beefing on Twitter don't make you real
Saying you a real nigga don't make you real
(No)
You snitched on your mans, oh you not real
Talking tough on the 'Gram
Don't make you real