Lyrics Real Luv - Kuddy Moneybag

Real love an i aint gotta limit real nigga
An i aint gotta spend it paper chaser ima
Go an get it them paid killaz they don't
Leave a witness my nigga gone an he
Know i miss em

I need some runts an a pack of swishers herd thug
Dropped a body niggaz turned witness sent a gangsta
Up the road with a long sentence Kuddy stay off in
The paint like im playing center stacking doe by the
Loaf ima bread getter an every nigga in my circle is
A bread winner an i aint talking Kevin Gates im talking
Cold winters running blow from the spring thru the
Summer nigga interceptions from the quarter back an
Fumble niggaz what chu know bout working flights
With them runners with chu keep a glock out for the
Takers they a come an get chu red beam on the noodle
Making show it chu

Real love an i aint gotta limit real nigga
An i aint gotta spend it paper chaser ima
Go an get it them paid killaz they don't
Leave a witness my nigga gone an he
Know i miss em

An they dont practice what they preach fuck that leadership
Might be love in the streets but i don't see the shit an if you
Thugging in the streets aint no benifits that's why them true
Souljas locoked down behind the fence charged my uncle with
A body it was self defense super stars in the ghetto now they
Ride the bench momma working still stressing tryna pay the
Rent my nigga clucking seen him sick looking for a fix put a
Jordan a zip it jumped back to Kemp watch the blender keep
Spinning that's them extra yams why them niggaz stop spinning
Cause they in the ground loyal to the click i represent its only fam

Real love an i aint gotta limit real nigga
An i aint gotta spend it paper chaser ima
Go an get it them paid killaz they don't
Leave a witness my nigga gone an he
Know i miss em