For Real Lyrics

I can't stand it when you're far apart

Need you close to my close to my heart

Four months I've been locked and working as I may

Can you please shut the fuc- I mean girl just don't say

She don't care how dat money coming as long as I stay payed

And I cant worry bout what people saying if it don't keep me straight

Rack up the cash ( I gotta get my paper)

I got money I'm spending it fast ( I gotta get my paper)

She want to fuck me she know how it last ( I gotta get my paper)

Leaving Neiman's wit eight different bags ( I gotta get my paper)

Got a hoe and she straight from the islands ( I gotta get my paper)

Practice my talent ( I gotta get my paper)

I'm in my city like Biden ( I gotta get mine)

I'm posted up right in the cut in Fogo de Chão you see how I'm dining ( I gotta get mine)

Im in that mode you see me on timing

Huh huh

Women see me like let's get it

Im hitting it once then I'm finished

Huh huh

This joint who with me love to play her role

We right in that back and she stand on her toes

I fuck on her good

We shooting a movie

She arching her back

She hitting her pose

Oh that was your girl well that's how it goes

Huh huh

I'm hitting it straight out the park

I ain't finish I ain't even start

I can't kick it with niggas who narcs

You a minnow surrounded by sharks

They thinking and wishing and hoping and bitching I just won't do it again

Do it twice for niggas just give me a minute

Girl you won't understand why I say this

But last summer I had told I would be famous

And you don't understand why I go through these stages

To be hopping off of these stages

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Huh

Pop out the cut got it jumping for real

Too many hoes gotta tell them to chill

Playing with me we gon' catch you for real

My brother come out he go blah blah blah

Shopping in Saks and I'm spending yo' bills

Banana little baby she just want to peel

You know how I get I'm stacking for real for real

Huh

Emillio Pucci she getting fly it cost me a band

We fly to Japan to eat us some sushi she cannot control her hands

She tryna' seduce me she just want it now like a groupie

She giving me head like a two piece

I'm rolling her up like some loose leaf

We gettin so nasty like white people food, in the jacuzzi

Bowie little joint and she bougie

You know

My style can't copy my fashion

From Kingston I'm loving her accent

No motion that shit couldn't move me

If she wont she bound to just lose me

If the joint is picking she can't fuck with me if she choosing

Came along way from flipping and hustling

You niggas ain't nothing they want it for free hell nah I ain't fronting

This paper forever she love how im stunting

When I'm gone tell me now that you want me

Got to get it she know how it go ( how it go)

I be back whenever who knows ( who knows)

If u love me den show me for sure ( for sure)

Its for real however we roll ( yeah)

Girl you won't understand why I say this

But last summer I had told I would be famous

And you don't understand why I go through these stages

To be hopping off of these stages

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