For Real (Keep Away)*

Lyrics From Snippets [Intro] How we be doing it for real So let's— let's do it for real Yeah, for real, real-real-real (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey) [Chorus] Yeah, pay my momma bills, I could do that for real Grew up on Wayne and Eminem, yeah, I could rap for real, huh Thumbing through racks for real Brrah, take a whole .30 clip, this a package deal (Uh-huh) He say he tough as nails, but when he see the gun he melts She like it rough as hell, may keep her to myself Pull up on the scene, bust, they bail, wе sendin' niggas to hell You'll nevеr catch me in hell, 'cause I prayed for all my wealth [Verse 1] I'm off them drugs, I be gone Like, "What type of molly he on?" You and all of your homies some peons You ain't ever on whatever we on Sip the codeine, I'm getting my lean on Count the bands on a daily basis Been around the whole wide world, I done seen some places I'm tryna forgive more, but for some niggas I still got hatred 'Til the day I die, I'ma catch them guys and shoot them in they faces If you wanna be close to God, then you better know whose Satan All these demons that I'm slayin', niggas thinkin' that I'm playin' While I'm singing all these songs about the demons I've been slayin' I'm tryna get high as Michael Jackson, never-ever-land Remember when I was almost in a casket? Won't happen again Ride 'round with them thangs (Grr) Bust a nigga brain [Chorus] Yeah, pay my momma bills, I could do that for real Grew up on Wayne and Eminem, yeah, I could rap for real, huh Thumbing through racks for real Brrah, take a whole .30 clip, this a package deal (Uh-huh) He say he tough as nails, but when he see the gun he melts She like it rough as hell, may keep her to myself Pull up on the scene, bust, they bail, we sendin' niggas to hell You'll never catch me in hell, 'cause I prayed for all my wealth [Verse 2] I pray for all of this, that's why I'm balling I'm feelin' like Spalding, defense and offense I don't do no talking, load it up, spark it, off him Got powers like Austin Bombing, marathon in Boston, hey Money coming in like every day, checks, cash, ándale Pockets fat, my bitch bad, she a dragon, get slayed Cut her open, my dick stab in her stomach like a blade Keep wide open, body bag, kill that nigga, let him hang Taking medicine to numb the pain Ever since they took my bros away, really I ain't have shit to say I've been moved on to finer things The devil tryna take the rock, I been playing keep away, uh [Chorus] Yeah, pay my momma bills, I could do that for real Grew up on Wayne and Eminem, yeah, I could rap for real, huh Thumbing through racks for real Brrah, take a whole .30 clip, this a package deal (Uh-huh) He say he tough as nails, but when he see the gun he melts She like it rough as hell, may keep her to myself Pull up on the scene, bust, they bail, we sendin' niggas to hell You'll never catch me in hell, 'cause I prayed for all my wealth [Outro] (D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey)