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[Intro]
How we be doing it for real
So 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)
He say he tougher than nails, but when he see the gun he kneels
She like "Your love is Hell," may keep her to myself
Pull up on the scene but they bail, wе send n***as to Hell
You'll nevеr catch me in Hell, 'cause I prayed for all my wealth

[Verse 1]
[...]
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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 n***as 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 who's Satan
All these demons that I'm slayin', n***as thinkin' that I'm playin'
While I'm singing all these songs 'bout 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 n***a 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)
He say he tougher than nails, but when he see the gun he kneels
She like "Your love is Hell," may keep her to myself
Pull up on the scene but they bail, we send n***as to Hell
You'll never catch me in Hell, 'cause I prayed for all my wealth

[Verse 2]
[...]
...Onto finer things
The devil tryna take the rock
I've 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)
He say he tougher than nails, but when he see the gun he kneels
She like "Your love is Hell," may keep her to myself
Pull up on the scene but they bail, we send n***as 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!)