(Da Realest)
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Full of love, but know my heart savage
All these racks, I'm finna upset 'em just like it's March Madness
Playin' broke with all my lil' hoes, they think I'm sarcastic
.556s hit a nigga whip, I make 'em park faster
I be sellin' V12s, but I ain't got no auto-park
You see me in that V12, you gotta know it's auto-start
Before I even leave the D, I gotta weigh my cargo
Everywhere I go, I'm strapped, I'm wicked just like Nardo
First time I seen a dead, he got stretched on Barlow
I was young, was fuckin' hoes, then pullin' up to Harpos
They gotta know I'm clockin' sales, treat it just like eBay
You can't try to duck the shells, my chopper chose its DJ
Only focus on my bag, don't get caught up in the bitch
Ever since I found a mic, I put my heart up in this shit
Ever since I found a mic, I put my soul up in this bitch
Like "damn, doc', I'm dizzy", I just lost my colon to the sips
You can't even find a line, I put a twelve up in the pop
White boy had a real run, he hold his scale up in the sky
I got a lot of million views, independent, give me props
We take it there with anybody, make a call and get 'em out
I just want the paperwork, I don't even need the clout
I just go and fuck these hoes, I ain't even keepin' count
I won't never cuff a bitch, you won't see me with a spouse
My name really bigger than they think, I always get announced
Bust a brick and let my lil' niggas keep an ounce
My hoes always know when I'm gon' ball, they should be a scout
My niggas really know that I'm the one, they hope I make it out
Right before I bust right on they head, I make these bitches crouch
I be always askin' hoes is they stickin' by my side?
Told my bitch I'm full of pain, and she can see it in my eyes
I be out here bag chasin', catchin' flights and catchin' vibes
Gotta know that she be on her shit before I make her mines
I be really with the stars, tell me how I feel my past
They be tryna break me, but they gotta know I'm built to last
The streets done gave me plenty scars, but you won't ever see a scab
Remember I'm a titan, I got white boy just like Ronnie Bass
Boy, I got them bars in, I'm awesome just like Shad
My hoes be on my dick, I spend that pape' and make 'em gag
All my niggas demon time, ain't beefin' with no fags
Just caught a bag out Phoenix, then I pass it like I'm Nash
I pro'd up off the dope, this year, I'm beatin' like the drums
Fuck 'em, but don't give 'em rings, I treat 'em like the Suns
The feds always hit our block, they knowin' we the ones
Told 'em when I'm out with Corey, I'm like Peter Gunz
(Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
That's the story
Treat the streets just like the 'ship, I'm chasin' rings like Robert Horry
Comin' where I come from, boy, I can't just keep it cordial
Don't matter what I made this year, I always keep my morals
I done popped too many Percs, I can't pronounce my nouns
Tell a bitch she lookin' like my bitch before I flag her down
Wishin' heaven had a phone for me, I just wanna dial
Wishin' niggas had to get consent before they use my style
Brodie wanna hit some shit, he shoot right in the crowd
Lot of niggas think they really whoop, but who put niggas down?
(Psst) I can go live anywhere, but I be on the Mile
Don't wanna fuck, I just want top from hoes, so let me get your crown (your crown)