Текст песни For Real Williams - A. Nayaka
In
another
lifetime
I'll
be
in
a
gold
sarcophagus
Roaming
through
the
desert
like
a
king
bitch
i'm
the
flesh
of
it
Hold
a
pound,
with
a
hundred
bands
for
the
fuckin'
clan
At
the
spot,
with
my
man
sippin'
Henny
poppin'
Xans
For
Real
For
real,
for
real
How
am
I
supposed
to
feel?
How
am
I
supposed
to
make
it
all
these
rappers
on
my
dick,
for
real?
For
real,
for
real
Jackin'
all
my
style
and
shit
In
it
for
the
music,
you
just
in
it
for
the
fame
and
shit
I
be
the
kid
that
be
runnin
the
ball
You
just
the
one
that
would
never
get
far
I
would
get
up
even
after
a
fall
You
just
labeled
the
worst
of
em
all.
The
worst
of
em
all.
Yea,
you
kinda.
Straight
right
out
the
tropics
It's
just
me
and
all
my
posse
We
gon'
get
it
cause
we
got
it
Ain't
nobody
ever
stop
me
Imma
keep
making
this
music
Solving
puzzles
like
a
Rubik
And
your
girl
she
such
a
nuisance
But
that's
cool,
yea
I
chill
it
with
the
trill
shit
Homie
gun
it
down
Tone
it
down
with
the
bad
shit
I
just
do
myself
and
stay
true
to
the
music
We
bringin'
up
a
culture
man,
you
done
just
abused
it
(Prod.
Yosugi)
(VERSE
2)
Smokin'
while
i'm
making
sure
all
my
flights
stay
attended
I
pull
up
in
that
Spyder
Why
you
still
fuckin'
that
rental
I'm
still
dressed
all
black
And
in
position
to
attack
Don't
mind
my
rude
behaviour
i'm
just
looking
for
some
answers
Are
we
supposed
to
do
this?
Be
fake
to
other
people?
If
Rap
Life
was
a
movie,
then
who
makes
it
to
the
sequel?
Nah,
for
real
i'm
tryna'
preach
Shoutout
to
Saesar
homie,
Preach
With
that
SouthJa
sound
we
be
cookin'
up
the
heat
Aye
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