THE REAL

Tonight my mind on a three five, trying to eat by why?
Why even try to identify, to identify my guy
Packed with the four five, what's wrong?
I ain't trying to see you cry, goodbye
Gotta make this record, I ain't got no time for no crime
Just trying to rhyme, money on my mind
Need to boost A4, I'm trying to climb
'Cause I'm next in line so many times with the duh

Then we on the other side coping above
Looking back pushed up, yo I needed a push bruh
The right touch mug, shit, I'm ready like Eddie
Professor Nutty when I think about the fetty
All that bullshit dead to me
I'm the perfect sound like the letter B
That fire I bring that
Zone three, old group from the west pack

Money up to take, bet you won't take it back
Boy please I come with that super threat

Rap race, dog chase, big fences and stun the wheels
And them four fours begging for meals
Just a step and a check away from slums
And the drums of the tum tum, where I'm from that's real!

Where I'm from that's real!
Where I'm from that's real!
Where I'm from that's real... that's me!

Antology, game recognize game anatomy

Go with my zone three academy
Know all them haters they be mad at me
'Cause they know I won't oversleep
Never prey on the weak, never down my feet
If I read then I don't miss, where the beat?
Watch me, put it down like this

Three point switch, I'm deep fish fry
Whipped cream on my Georgia pie
Make 'em lie, but why you try to crucify
All my shit be fire, ain't nothing but dimes in the ride

Nothing but kush blunt rolled inside to ride
Shout out to Jimmy Wye, from the live side
My body hug glide, my swag that mic
Let me flip the verse baby I be all night
Who me? That right, took a minute
But it's worth the fight, yeah you reach the globe
That nose flow it be on go
Spin up on that slow mo fo'
Still rock ham 'cause I be no joke
Them birds that I choke, toe bumper with no choke

Everything is the what I wrote, man that shit real!

Where I'm from that's real!
Where I'm from that's real!
Where I'm from that's real... that's me!