Real Talk

[Intro]

Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus]

Real talk, let's get straight to it

I got diamonds in the face (Diamonds in the face)

Know these niggas don't walk how we walk

They don't talk how we talk, we got millions of straps

I grew up with the trillest niggas, tryin' not to stay with the fakes

[Post-Chorus]

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang, hey

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang

I got the gang, gang, gang

[Verse 1]

Hoppin' out the Bentley Mulsanne

Eliantte chain swang

I can make a bitch mood change

Got it in my pocket, loose change

I came from the bottom, I came from the mud

I came from the street

Always road runnin' some time we ain't even sleep

And I pray my niggas watchin' over me

We stand for the streets, what it's s'posed to be

I lost a lot of people that was close to me

Grab the dope out the car like it's grocery

She say, "Roddy, sing to me like Jodeci"

Put my dick on her neck like a Rosary

I got control of me, these niggas don't know

[Chorus]

Real talk, let's get straight to it

I got diamonds in the face (Diamonds in the face)

Know these niggas don't walk how we walk

They don't talk how we talk, we got millions of straps

I grew up with the trillest niggas, tryin' not to stay with the fakes

[Post-Chorus]

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang, hey

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang

I got the gang, gang, gang, yeah

[Verse 2]

A quarter to sit, I black out the whips, I hold up a fist

I'm big as it get, colossal as shit, enormous as a bitch

Know that these niggas don't like me

I know that these niggas don't like me

Nigga, I been in the field, been totin' my glizzy, doin' high knees

Mafia, mafia

Millionaires, only in the blue faces we trust

I told shorty mind her business

'Cause I came straight up out the Guinness

Spent a hundred thousand at the dentist

We ain't Venus, Serena, my dawg out the court

I put that nigga right in a tennis

Who you know designer down, fresh white tee?

New Hellcat, I was a fresh '19

How a nigga felt rich without two Cs?

Ain't nobody out-vibin' me

The number one, but I ain't try to be

I told that bitch it ain't no lyin' to me

You can play yourself, but ain't no tryin' with me

[Chorus]

Real talk, let's get straight to it

I got diamonds in the face (Diamonds in face), yeah, yeah

Know these niggas don't walk how we walk

They don't talk how we talk, we got millions of straps

I grew up with the trillest niggas, tryin' not to stay with the fakes

[Post-Chorus]

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang, hey

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang (Yeah-yeah)

Gang, gang, gang, gang

I got the gang, gang, gang