Realor
Yeah, yeah
DEV
(Huncho you did it again)
(Yeah, yeah)
Find a way (Way)
Pack up run away (Way)
I been stuck up in my head, it's harder to escape
Aye I'm here to stay (Stay)
I'm sticking like some tape (Tape)
Ain't trippin' over lost friends, can't do it 'cause they fake
Need somebody to show me some real love
I hit up them real plugs
They send me the real drugs
I hit it, she real sprung
That pussy to kill for, turn me to a killa'
My double cup filled up
The life of a realor
What's ya' name, let me show you how I live (Live)
Got kicked out the club stompin' niggas in my timb's
Girl it ain't what it ain't and it, is what it is
We so young I can't worry 'bout no wife and kids
Yeah, yeah
I can't even sit down because my pockets real fat
I'm going for the end-zone not the friend zone
Let me see you throw it back
Uh, uh
Only get that way when no one is around
I'm a dog should've left me in the pound
Uh, nobody real anymore
Really see fake in a lot of these niggas lord know what we doing to even the score
Gave me an inch and I'm stretching more, more
I need more
Praying 'till my knees are sore
Main focus my family straight the day that I leave this earth
Find a way (Way)
Pack up run away (Way)
I been stuck up in my head, it's harder to escape
Aye I'm here to stay (Stay)
I'm sticking like some tape (Tape)
Ain't trippin' over lost friends, can't do it 'cause they fake
Need somebody to show me some real love
I hit up them real plugs
They send me the real drugs
I hit it, she real sprung
That pussy to kill for, turn me to a killa'
My double cup filled up
The life of a realor
Yeah, yeah
Drippin' in water, Dasani
Had a lil' thing for that girl
Girl you know that you fine (You fine)
When you with me your temperature rising
Oh, you a gym body (Gym body)
Well we can work it out (Work it out)
She don't trust nobody (Nobody)
Plus I been percky'd out
Walk in the strip and I'm going real stupid
Looking at you I can tell that you clueless
Looking at me you see that I do it
Checks on me you know that I do it
Tired of talking I'm just gonna' prove it
Too many people done tried me and used me
Pay it no mind but you gonna' lose me
Worried 'bout mine and focused on music
Aye
Ain't gotta' talk about my scars
I'm just playing my part
And that was the hard part
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
These nigga's sweet Poptart
Next nigga run up on me swear to God you get popped boy
Fi- Find a way (Way)
Pack up run away (Way)
I been stuck up in my head, it's harder to escape
Aye I'm here to stay (Stay)
I'm sticking like some tape (Tape)
Ain't trippin' over lost friends, can't do it 'cause they fake
Need somebody to show me some real love
I hit up them real plugs
They send me the real drugs
I hit it, she real sprung
That pussy to kill for, turn me to a killa'
My double cup filled up
The life of a realor