[Hook] X4 I'm the realest the realest nigga the realest nigga [Verse 1] I-20's in the building, set it off and get it cracking I got something in the
our skets is dirty I toss bullets, New York niggas gel like Testaverde I don't keep the scope on the ratchet And for the dope I'm gonna catch it) Make
feds I dump slugs in ya pull ya chain over ya head I could hire trained soldiers instead Cause I rather flip shit call a dame over for head Sip gin 'tiil I
Series you hear me? 20s and up Yeah yo yeah Fabolous the most shady Yeah Kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hos And I rhyme a few bars so I can buy
you fat little shit (fat little shit) I'm real, on mic I show skills, stop talking about gun, you don't kill You think you're so I'll, Been to over 20
I put that shit on my hands [Rick Ross:] I get that work from my face [Wale:] I put that shit on my man [Wale:] Wale, real nigga, while I tote a blow
] Bad Wale And I'm M.O.B. I ain't no emo nigga, I do not lean on women I chase cheese I get it, nothing but cream I'm getting I just acquire my scratch
real My first year rapin and I signed a major deal I'm waka flocka You the king of the jungle I'm a play simba I'm wait fo my trun can't lose I'm a winner
my lens kinda tinted Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin I'm rollin like a mothafucka I'm a roll out in this motherfucker Ima roscoe
boy real Precise Music, started my own label I ain't scared to die I'll cut my own cables Look, by the vine that you niggas is hoes I'm the realest nigga
[Hook:] I gotta staaay on my griiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind... I'm gon be hustlen till I loose my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind I gotta staay on my griiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii iiiiiiiiind... I'm gon be hustlen till I
ass I ain't disrespecting just telling the truth Ya'll know how I do it when I gets up in the booth I'm a go hard till I chip my fucking tooth In a fly
t no escaping I'm a trend setter with a beretta, for real it ain't no faking I done showed up and I po'd up, then I blowed up like yeast Diamonds slugs
of money Southside, I'm wrecking for where I lay my head at Disrespect me, you the nigga I'ma spray my lead at I'm living for today, don't give a fuck
real swoll So don't be mad when I show up, smoke something and po' up I told you motherfuckers, what's gon happen when I blow up Now hold up, I got one
it ain't no escaping I'm a trend setter with a beretta, for real it ain't no faking I done showed up and I poured up then, I blowed up like yeast Diamonds
