DND (Realest)

[Intro] (You really wanna, you really wanna) (I don't wanna love you, wanna love you) Gang [Verse 1] Treat it like a food shop, we be letting corn fly Street cred certified, got me copping more time Moving like the Soviets, blaming us for war crime Wartime, time to ride, fuck it, they can all die Fuck 'em, they can all die, if they want me brown bread Blood on the floor, gone stale when I'm down dead Make a stick, drum a beat, get it padded 'round there Saying we ain't real, you just really sound deaf [Verse 2] Ay, the fuck, man, grew up with drug dealers and drillers How you saying we ain't the realest to fuck? Shit's weird bro, truth in our city, and they know how we're coming Bro, I could trip and we up Never had a silver spoon, I was in the field with goods Clotting the lead, I ain't never Started as a soldier, now go ask around I'll tell you who's the boss of the strip [Verse 3] This personality, you cannot fabricate I take a photo of you in my camera, I'm so rattlesnake When I appear, I make them boys so agitate My drill is slapping, clapping, running up, screaming up (ay, gang) She knows I'm a heartbreak kid, but she still want the DX They ain't want swipe like a Gillet You don't wanna hit to the chest like a bomb (blaow) Maybe even King Kong not VX [Verse 4] Then we don't play Nintendo DS But I'm married to the game like the road to my GS Where I'm from, it's Air-Max and TNs With my drill is inside that frame Up in the trap, it's a festive season Just got pounds off that Christmas tree But we also have all the fees that ain't go white like I just went skiing If it's all the opps, then you wouldn't wanna be 'em [Hook] 'Cause last I was meant to go smart like DM All of these punks act tough online, but the opps are gone when I UFC 'em Ah, c'mon (yeah) Grew up with drug dealers and drillers How you saying we ain't the realest? The fuck (Ay, bro, why not come with us?) Tripping our city and they know how we're coming Bro, I could trip and we up Never had a silver spoon, I was in the field with goods, caught in a lick (No way) Started as a soldier, now go ask around They'll tell you who's the boss of the strip [Verse 5] How you saying we ain't the realest? When I come from a jungle full of lions and gorillas Survival of the fittest, you won't last if you're timid Where I'm from, I'm a boss, but to society, I'm a menace Came from sliding in that Civic, turning blocks into a clinic You suppress the monolithic and go blind for that kizzy It's easy getting dizzy if I'm trying to be specific I ain't talking about feelings when I see something's getting changed [Verse 6] Pushing the line for these millies Outside the violent disease, one floor bed, I'ma slide for them DJs Now I'm a public figure, it ain't science, but I'm riding for these with me And for that shit, I'ma probably end up dying in my city [Outro / Hook] Grew up with drug dealers and dealers How you saying we ain't the realest? The fuck Tripping our city and they know how we coming Bro, I could trip and we up Never had a silver spoon, I was in the field with goods, caught in a lick Started as a soldier, now go ask around They'll tell you who's the boss of the strip