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(Realest), in it (In it)
I was on the block I was suspended
Niggas, (Bitches)
I ain't takin' shots, I they don't get offended
G550, is not a rental
New AP, edition
Still be in the trenches, still be pistols
I went to jail, I still can go and get 'em

up, Baby (Baby)
You goin' crazy, who said you wouldn't make it?
I somethin' to say to dopeboys 'round the nation
I won't stop for nothin', I'm after paper
Talkin' like I'm basic, really that's some hate
See I'm out in public, why don't never say
know I would pay for them to get a facelift
Penthouse at the top, I come out the basement
Opps talkin' crazy, my Glock don't jam
Gotta it back home, take care of my lil' one
When it's time to ride, I'm like fuck makin' a song
Went and bought a just for somethin' for us to sit
on
Every rapper on the come-up send a for me to get on
Ain't nothin' wrong, I used the for me to get on
Ten thousand dollar outfit, I got this on
DM-in' my ho, another nigga I'ma on

(Realest), in it (In it)
I was on the block because I was
Niggas, (Bitches)
I ain't takin' shots, I hope don't get offended
G550, is not a rental
New AP, limited
be in the trenches, still be totin' pistols
I done went to jail, I can go and get 'em (Wop)

Gucci cuttin' up, for a button-up (Huh)
face crunched up like I cut an onion up (Damn)
Your pay for what I paid for the temp fade (Huh?)
Got the blocks any day, yeah Dikembes (Blockies)
Got the trap goin' up on a (Up)
Samurai, choppin' up like a sensei (Wop)
Cops is so safe, I rock like
They don't really know no 'bout the old Ray (No)
out my Box Chevy, me and OJ (Huh)
Michael Jackson the glove, Annie, are you okay?
(Wow)
Junkies in the hood singin' the old Jay
Dope so good, make your sell the Bluray (Damn)
Drop the top off the Rolls a toupée
Fiasco when I pull up like I'm (Uh)
Castro, but now in the new day
Shoot him in the head, I ain't never him, no way
Billie Jean, bitch I'm tryna see your whole
He think he slick so I shot him in the (Huh)
Another murder, boy, I'm for duckin' murder

Double murder, tried to pin it on me I'm OJ (Wow)
Quadruple him like a nigga owe me
Cold-hearted I never had a vertebrae (It's Gucci)
Boss talk, make 'em bring it to your
4 Full, whippin' up a four-way

(Realest), in it (In it)
I was on the block I was suspended
Niggas, (Bitches)
I ain't takin' shots, I hope they don't get
G550, this is not a
New AP, limited
be in the trenches, still be totin' pistols
I done to jail, I still can go and get 'em

in the rear, put a million in the front (Rear)
What the fuck is fear? Chopper eat you like it's
(Fear)
Fourth and long, nigga, but we go for the punt
(Long)
Lookin' at the thottie body, this ho is a (Thottie)
Wait, when we the chopper, niggas start to run?
(Wait)
Wait, these bitches wanna come fuck a don? (Woo)
Wait, if a nigga talk about funds, I relate (Relate)
You hate, I did the race, (Skrrt)
Thinkin' like I'm Meech, M's in the (Meech)
Practice what I preach, on the daily (Practice what
I)
She not but she leaks oh so crazy (She not NeNe)
Niggas plottin' and I peep with a (What I peep)
Push the money out, I'm in (Woo)
She fuck me for some clout, hurt my baby (Clout)
I got money stashed somewhere in my (Stash)
My left wrist sad my right glacier

(Hey), in it (In it)
I was on the block I was suspended
Niggas, (Bitches)
I ain't takin' shots, I hope they get offended
G550, this is not a
New AP, edition
Still be in the trenches, be totin' pistols
I went to jail, I still can go and get 'em