Real Talk
• Written by nate517
Yeah,
Uhh lets get it ESG, if you ain't about it don't shout it
Rolled up in the trap one day they's was looking
Heater on my side and you know I get it cookin
Money in my hand, powder in the gram
Don't give a fuck, yea I had it hand and hand
Money was stacking, bitches was calling
Weed was on deck so them nigga's was balling
Don't give a fuck what they say I ain't hating
Sitting in my zone I was always money making
Never chasing these bitches they be chasin me
Don't give a mothafuck, get yo money up
They be chasing see
Don't really care what they gonna say to me
Niggas are fake and they be playing these games
I'm in my mothafucking zone, I ain't trying to change
I've been bout this mothafucka,
since the day I was brained
And someone came up on this earth I'm ready to kill
And I don't give a fuck cause I'm ready to thrill
I got your bitch in the crib, I got you in the whip
On the highway doing a buck ten quick
In the high speed lane I ain't trying to stop n'
If the cops pull the lights on I ain't going to stop
I Put that shit to the floor, I'm right at a buck sixty
Take that lane and I'm about to go quickly
Take that fucking exit and I'm bucking this shit
The whips on two wheels and I'm running em quick
Don't really give a fuck what they going to say to me
See these mothafuckas fake they can't play with me
Can't compete with me, yea my money too large
Yea can't give a fuck I got to many cars
Too many bikes, never will I fuck with dykes
Unless they down for the count,
Two bitches one hype
I don't really give a fuck,
Been hear since day one
I ain't trying to change n'
I ain't playing with no one
Ain't letting no new body up in my circle
Keep it small like a cheerio in a burgle
Don't give a fuck I'll be ridin in my zone
Till the day that I die, I'll be all on my own
I be making my own money I ain't waiting on yours
Don't give a mothafuck I aint ready for cause
Don't need no applause, don't be clapping at me
Cause I will put that 4,5 had it clapping that heat
Put it right at ur brain, I ain't tryin to stop
I'm in my zone till the day this mothafucka drops
And you know I keep it real keep it 100
I never snitched on anybody
And I never been stunting, never been fronting
Always gonna tell you something
If i tell you how I feel I'm gonna tell you something
Ain't scared to compete, ain't scared for a raise
Cause ima put ur mothafuckin ass in last place
And if we up in the whip I be dropping them gears
I got them rpm'so flying n' I don't even care
I'm about to blow a tranny I'm about to blow a gear
Ima bout to pop a tire but I don't care
I be sitting right here and I'm right up on the block
In my mothafuckin garage cause I can't be on the block
Cause these mothafuckas got me on lock
I'm at my crib 24/7 don't give a fuck I ain't steppin
Ima come at you the day that I'm off
Ima be with a ski mask and a couple of my dogs
I'm in my mothafuckin zone in my boy's whip
Hop out with a bat and I beat on yo shit
Now your brains stay leaking, you be all there
You be on the ground and I really don't care
Ima take a fucking picture and send that shit to yo mom
Tell her meet you at the ICU your brain drop
Don't give a mothafuck I be hare and I'm rapping
Sitting back smoking this weed and sippin some captain
That's the way I do and it's the way I feel,
Sippin on this Hennessy and now you know it's real
I'm about to get heated, I'm about to get fired up
These beat stay cracking so you know Ima spite it up
Oh pass that Hennessy to me,
If you pass it unexpected to come back you see
Cause Ima gulp that shit,
And Ima drink that whole bottle in a fucking sip
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nate517
Member since January 9 2015