[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
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