Real World

I'm out here ten toes down
Where niggas ride up and let windows down
I got a MAC hold 50, take a nigga whole window down

I'm from the Pole where it's cold
Everybody ridin' round with extendos now

Tec-9 hold 46 shots, hit every nigga in your crowd
True, it's nothing new, mane

Ridin' in a blue thang, it's the new range

With a lil' cute thang, call her boo thang
She pop molly, smoke weed, do a few thangs
With a crap, don't lack, keep two thangs

Stay fresh from the vest to the shoe game

Bandana on me look two face
I'm fly, no lie, like 2 Chainz

I'm out here in the night 'cause the darks outside
Where the bodies drop when that Glock spark outside
The kids don't play in the park outside
'Cause they scared for they life when it's dark outside
Got the thugs on the block, got drugs on the block
Got dimes on the kush, got dubs on the rock

My name hold weight, got plug on the block
Give me top for the free, I ain't judgin' a thot
The good die young and the bad don't die
Who the fuck told you a real man don't cry?
They took two cops, so I'm out here on the 9
Lookin' for any nigga that was friends with the guy
They killed my homie

But you niggas gon' pay us behind that shit
I'm ridin' round with it on me
And nigga, I ain't gon' stop 'til I find that bitch
And I got my niggas with me, ready for action
You talk about bodies, they ready to catch 'em
Been blowin' shit down since the age of 11
Can tote any gun from a gauge to a 7
They with it, my lil' niggas with it

You say he shot dude and he not gon' admit it
We come through and aim for the top of your fitted
And let that bitch bang, we don't stop for no witness
I'm out here, I'm in it, nigga
When you gon' stop? When I'm finished, nigga
Load up that Glock, walk up on that nigga
Put that gun in his mouth like a dentist, nigga
I'm the same, nigga, I can't change, nigga
Not at all, boy
She wanna fuck, wanna suck, shit, I'm all for it

I be shootin' shit up like a small forward
Trap set nigga, I can't fall for it
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' no money

So what the fuck y'all do with y'all time?
Because time is money and money is time
And they say otherwise, they lyin'
Boy, I done been through it all, from the guns to the brawls
Said the bigger that shell, then the harder they fall
But now I get money and the damn thing funny
Said the bigger that bill, then the harder they ball

So fuck all y'all niggas, except my niggas
Stand by a nigga's side when it's time to get around
Boy, I ain't never left my niggas

Kush smokin' on fire, so high that this
Shit right here'll cause death, my nigga
Double G's on the belt, my nigga
But you broke, you don't need help, my nigga
You ain't feel the same pain that I felt, my nigga
You ain't play the same hand that I was dealt, my nigga
What the fuck? These niggas don't get it
Try walk in my shoes, but these niggas don't fit it
Fuck the police, no law, no limits

I'm a real-ass nigga, no clone, no gimmick, bitch
I don't play no games, I'ma kill that boy, I don't say no names

With that trey-eight, hop in the whip, no face, no case
Hold on, I don't play no games, I'ma
Kill that boy, I don't say no names
With that trey-eight, hop in the whip, no face, no case, bitch

Hold on, wait
Fucking guys in my fucking eyes
Aight, I'ma go back in

I'm out here ten toes down
Where niggas ride up and let windows down
I got a MAC hold 50, take a nigga whole window down
I'm from the Pole where it's cold
Everybody ridin' round with extendos now

Tec-9 hold 46 shots, hit every nigga in your crowd

I'm out here where niggas don't lack
Where shorties ride up and them doors roll back
I ain't fearin' no man, you don't pose no threat
You ain't chuckin' no bag, you don't hold no TEC
The fuck, man? Niggas don't get it
Try walk in my shoes, but these niggas don't fit it
Fuck the police, no law, no limits
I'm a real-ass nigga, no clone, no gimmick, bitch
I don't play no games, I'ma kill that boy, I don't say no names

With that trey-eight, straight hop in the whip, no face, no case
No face, no case, no face, no case
Straight hop in the whip, no face, no case, bitch
I'ma kill that boy, I don't say no names

It's the fucking guys in my fucking eyes
Double M, bitch
Mister Millionaires, man
I'm tryna touch a hundred mil' 'fore I go out
(DJ Legacy)