Real Lyrics

Sha money yeah

Me represent from a place some time

That's my land n'i far away yeah

N' for now we don't cross up

Ohh so you a bad 'ine

Tell a boy, mankind

Never wanna see how you rise

Never wanna see how you climb

Yeah yeah

Me so a bag now getter yo

You about about life?

Me remember about the we in sour time

Still real to mi self

Still alright

Tell mi day one bro yeah

We have to make it out

Yeah have to make it out

Da' have to make it out

Der' one day

Dem wanna see me flopped out but dem not gon' see that No day yeah

But now the streets let me see all of the bubba

Can't we see now we know we all have to make it

Know we bound for greatness

So we living naughty

We living naughty hard time

Now we sit so we greet now

Living out the street plenty for a o' a mon

Come me dogs dem gone I may not see them back on me reach

I'm for real I'm no dweet now

I'm the one see mi jock mon dog tell him why mi not know mankind that's fuck up bro

If mi d'weet from mi heart I'm a steal soul

Still real to mi day one bro

Hom' have to d'weet feel coming love to me hard

Nah can't give no girl that

No a dem frown dem won a no

Dem all want your money dey not your bro

Have to get mi dogs dem guards a fast

A next man up not so easily

Still real to mi dogs dem if it ever get real

Real bro still real

Ca' you know mi na gon hustle all day

Mi so guan live that that a guan lived

Never wanna see ya you switch so we have to make it

A' we bound for greatness

Have to make it cause we bound for greatness

Hafi dweet,' hafi dweet'

Imma street runner

Wanna else feel the cream mona

Wan' haf mi dweet, da mon ' haf mi dweet

Never see no other way

Only way we see a one way

I got no time for liars

I got no time for bitches

Niggas say they claim on the real but they switching

I'm on my own I been on my own I need to listen

There's no snakes in my grass I cut 'em there's no hissing

I gotta lotta dreams on road I need to follow

If you disagree there's my dick you could swallow

Only if you had my knowledge and what I know

Blow up on a song on my dick clap bravo

Wherever I go the bitches follow it's motto

Sipping on moscato I'm drippin all in Milano

Hol on slow it down

I know you gotta slim waist just break it down

Once upon of time I was fucking with these shawties

Didn't take me serious and now these bitches on me

Calling on my phone ring ring you feeling lonely

I don't trust these bitches D.T.B I'm by my doley

I'm over you

I'm just getting money baby cause it's over due

I ain't got no worries

(I ain't got no worries)

Dem feelings got buried

(Feelings got buried)

Im over you

I just follow the signs like I told me to

Oh don't look for me

(don't look for me)

Oh don't look for me

(don't look for me)

Yeah yeah

(I'm over you)

(Yeah I'm over you)

(Over you)

(I'm over you)

(I'm over you)

(I'm just getting money baby like I'm supposed to do)