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[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] It's KK what I'm smoking nigga [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] And I done popped so many bottles think I'm through with it Been smoking so much weed in public owners cool with it Been on my grind since I was young and now I'm stupid rich You niggas stupid, I'm in the club and it's ruthless My crew ain't part of that bullshit My new whips the hardest Walk in the office like a business man I'm just an artist Smoking and all, crib full of weed Plaques on the wall My face on all the magazines Kush in this jar I'm getting this cheese Pants skinny rubber bands plenty Whole team going hard like it's the last inning Whole team going hard you got no chance of winning Lot of seats on the floor lot of cash pending I play the game left hand like my man Jimi You just a right hand man call that man Semmi [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] What can I say? What can I do? To show how much Real shit a nigga do What can I say? What can I do? To show how much Real shit a nigga do [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] All of this off the internet Those who ain't seen it coming dog I been a threat Been smoking up all this weed Been rolling up while I drive Been to the bottom and back Been seen you haters disguised Niggas telling me lies Just to try to get close Shades cover my eyes cause I be higher than most Been on the plane for twenty hours, and wasn’t tired Live by the code, money power Once I got on, my niggas hired Juicy J he ride, it’s the gang or die The game will stress you out but that’s what this dubie is for You acting like you know me now Never knew me before Snoop sat me down, school me even more Kick it with my son and don’t even do the awards Said next year I might win me one You got problems don't lend me none Got a pound then go send me one [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] What can I say? What can I do? To show how much Real shit a nigga do What can I say? What can I do? To show how much Real shit a nigga do [Verse 3: Juicy J] Niggas out here broke because they scared of that bread My money so old I got mold on that bread How you think I went and copped that Rolls-Royce Corniche? Turn around and bought a Maybach next week A nigga don't hustle then a nigga don't eat A nigga ain't paying fair, and life ain't cheap Nigga ain’t shit sweet but this box of swisher sweets Ever since I was a youngin I was Getting it in the streets Now I'm on tour even getting it overseas All the way in Switzerland stacking swisser-cheese I ain't too good for that brown paper bag I can still move that work and I get it off fast, hoe [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] What can I say? What can I do? To show how much Real shit a nigga do What can I say? What can I do? To show how much Real shit a nigga do