on the real tho
• Written by RobbyBones
correct yourself or better get
gone,
Stepping to me is easily done
wrong,
Best believe when get on,
everybody getting on,
im a lay it on strong, on the real tho, on the real tho, copping ozs for the cheap dough,
Blowing down every night,
roll it up in the sheet tho,
Need a little more so
i hit up my homie tito,
He Tell me he got a menu
lke we going out to eat so,
Order up, and bring The women,
Tell em that they on a mission,
and keep it going
like the damn transmisson,
I got the fucking key
for your damn ignition,
puff up on this smoke and
follow me into the kitchen,
I know exactly what your wishing,
I got this vision bout a week ago,
I saw your fine ass
and know it ad to be so,
I played with fate so i could dig
inside them cheecks though,
Ha ha
On the real tho,
On the real tho,
Im killing evertime I get up on
the track,
cause im on the real show
I am the truth go,
I see my homies
trapping out the bando,
They got the hook
on the bad dope,
I dont fuck with it,
they getting slammed though
Powder with so much power
need a new nose,
Verse 2:
Riding round the city
all I see is fucking fiends,
I need to medium to see
Because they are lke ghosts to
me,
Knocking on the window asking
for some coke and cheese
I dont got no time for this so
Let me take my leave please,
just get outta my sight and
get your own money trees
Get your own honey bees
Im not giving handouts
But you can try take it from me,
I do not call you homie,
So ill lay you down slowly,
Call it killing you softly,
I Got the whip lowered,
And my ride game is shaffuered,
I be chilling in my loafers,
You know that
everything kosher,
Acting like a give a damn
like gophers
Wanna work for me tho,
im on the real tip
Im surrounded by these fan hoes,
But im on that real shit,
And be snapping off on
every single track doe,
Because you know
im on my drake shit,
I do this so much its just a habit,
And you wish that
you could have it,
But im on that super level
when smash it,
On that let
me hit from the back tip,
If it will put her on the map shit,
I throw out like old cabinets,
Now im on to the next bitch,
New city, ride pretty,
my whole team they ride with me,
They try and get signed with me,
They gonna roll like i did he,
Make a name over night really,
But maybe just ride with me,
This sides been so high and gifted
We rise swiftly
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RobbyBones
Member since March 10 2015