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"Really Real"

[Hook : Skeme]
This lil b*tch act like she know me
Then the b*tch act like she want
She still 'bout that action we know she get ratchet
I make her come f*ck with my woes
You ho n*ggas know you don't want
These f*ck n*ggas know we ain't homeless
One time for my troopers and slide with my shooters
And know them head shots be a bonus
Cause this sh*t get really real, this sh*t get really real
See this get really real, this how we really feel
My shooters they really kill, these n*ggas really trill
This sh*t get really real, and this how I really feel

[Verse 1: Skeme]
Duke flow roll like sushi rolls
Pinky ring on Super Bowl
I tell the chauffeur swerve on groupie hoes
Them blue hunnerds brand new, but I'm used to those
Middle finger to them b*tches that we used to know
I pull a ho n*gga card no Yu-Gi-Oh
Twenty chains at the crib, got stupid glow
You n*ggas just not touchin' what I used to blow
Dope boy keep quiet me I no like them
My BVS yes, no bro like him
I told n*ggas i'mma get it, whether you like it or not
So if you ain't f*ckin' with me it's still alright then
See, I been stuntin' kinda hard on a lately, maybe
It's the cash flow that made a young boy go brazy
I.N.G.L.E. forever that's me, though I rep hard for mine like wherever we be

[Hook : Skeme]

[Verse 2 : Oktane]
Step out the shower feelin' like the man
Call up Price and we execute the plan
[?]
So don't apologize without 50 grand
Was told I couldn't do it, did it the same day
Went to sleep in pus*y, wake up the same way
They really converse there ain't no beat I can't slay
b*tches goin' down need payday for mayday
Quick fast never slow andale no play play
Tell a n*gga twice to watch what he say say
Black and white for me you get it to stay grey
Cause Players do f*ck up but b*tch you ain't day day
Hoes they come through and I say Duke I got you
Girl I can f*ck you you and you from the lobby
I pass when they ask so and toss you the barbie
A celebration joint cause I still got it

[Hook : Skeme]

[Verse 3 : Price]
I'm tired of that wack sh*t, man I had enough
Me and my passport tatted up
I drop my last girl for actin' tough
Plus her ass wasn't fat enough
I ain't got time for my time to be wasted
I don't pay attention unless it's a payement
I state the fact you should know for making statement
That some of you day 1 homie locked in placement
I see through you parodies so please don't come
Near a G
Like [?] if you scare of me
Let my nuts hang like a pair of key
You b*tch textin' me for clarity
Pull up on me for that therapy
And you know doctor di*ktor jungle stabbing
If she stick around and that's automatic
The way they flip the pound you think that is magic
If it's four we hit the town with that [?]
My name carries weight like a dodge pickup
Now run my check in on my job n*gga
Skeme tell 'em we ready
I don't f*ck with them young hoes they be petty
Writing prophecy you smoking that rich
Benjis on benjis on benjis i told you they heavy
Let's get it

[Hook : Skeme]

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