Kane
Petty/Real One
Petty

[Hook: Kane]
That shit petty...
Ay, she fucked my bro (man that shit petty)
(that shit petty)
She fucked my bro (man that shit petty)
She fucked my bro (man that shit petty)
Ay, she fucked my bro (man that shit petty)
Ay, she fucked my bro (man that shit petty)

[Verse 1: Kane]
Uhh
My brother said he saw the hoe in you
I ain't wanna do this Charles told me to
You gettin' bodied by a poet boo
All my n***as done seen your n***s
Had her bust it open
Even kept the proof
Got a few ps, n***a got the boof
Bust a rhyme like im doctor seus
Shafi bouta pour another deuce (one time)
Rebel music the corrupted youth (oh yeah)
Hang a politician from a noose (oh yeah)
Don't cut em down till they tell the truth
(nooo)
Don't cut em down till they tell the truth
(i know you thought this song about you)
Don't ever let her borrow shit (she petty)
Don't leave your bag around this bitch (she petty)
Don't ever let her hold a dollar (she petty)

[Bridge: Kwess]
Said from the beginning that she probably shouldn't fuck with me
Cus after I hit it, tend to answer call reluctantly
It's not really intentional, I know I can be technical
But now she think that she can get back at me tryna fuck the team

[Verse 2: Charles Tyler]
Damn
Who got the blunt? cause I got the tree
I might rob the plug, depend on my mood
Shit who got the piece?
My girl in the back, can she hold the strap?
She loves wen I let her, she in love wit the dope
A fiend for the D, knew that when I meet her
I fuck her when ever, she comes from the street she gutta as hell, won't tell her I love her
Cause she'll fuck my mans, as soon as I leave her
I know that's in the plans, like why you so petty?
I record when she let me
I do what I want, I feel like the man
I leave when I finish and get back to this cash
So who got the blunt? Cause I got the tree
I might rob the plug shit who got the piece

[Bridge: Kwess]
Ay
But that's ok with me
Imma tell you Charles Tyler and Kane the same as me
Bitch you rollin we ain't come to pay no maintenance fees
Temporary, you a rental
You belong to fleet (ay)

[Hook: Kwess]
Ay she fucked my bro (man that shit petty)
She fucked my bro (man that shit petty)
(man that shit petty)
Ay, she fucked my bro (man that shit petty)
I fucked that hoe because she ready

[Bridge: Kane]
Ay
Look, dearly beloved
I kept it 100
And real from the jump
Occasionally I roll a doobie
But I fuck with blunts

Ay, dearly beloved
I kept it 100
And real from the jump
Occasionally I roll a doobie
But I fuck with blunts

[Kwess]
Aw I fucked up


Real One

[Bridge: Ama]
I wanna go somewhere
Where the wind breeze calls my name
Palm trees and coconuts in the sand
Lay your hand real close to mind
And if your down for it
Really down for it, we can go away
For the day let our dreams just fade away
And then you can go back, can we can go back?

[Hook: Kane]
Uhh
You should be fuckin' with me
Listen we could get high as a bitch
Ay, you should be fuckin' with me
Listen we could get high as a bitch

[Verse 1: Kane]
You should be fuckin' with me, listen we could get high as a bitch (Ay)
After I teach you the ropes, I expect you to riot for this
You remind me of my lil bitch
You remind me of mami's i hit
You could find me online at the vip
I got Hennessy and rum its lit
I got Tennessee that we could sip
Like 3 Six in this bitch (we gettin' throw like pimp)
Swear that shit still don't make sense
Summertime I had the Benz
Kwess' bitch had brought a friend
Fuck it we gon get it in (uhh)

(Get yo bands up)
And you roll up just like a real one
(You a real n***a, get yo bands up)
You roll up just like a...

[Verse 3: Charles Tyler]
Damn Charles you're immaculate, I never thought that you could rap like this (god damn)
I used to get nexted on my nextel
Now these hoes only really want me when my pants down
Six figure n***a no handouts
Better not ask to front me, your bitch pussy smells like lunchmeat
And she loves me
It ain't even lunchtime, used to butt just to grab butts in the lunch line
One hell of a punch line
Shit I'm spazzing now
I'm the captain now and I say it's crunch time
My father hail from Trinidad I guess it's meant for me to bust rhymes
Little bitch that's a fun size, and I'm tryna get with youuuu

[Verse 2: Kwess]
So roll up the dope for me
If the mood right then you'll get the dopest D
If you ride be aware you might die for me
Will you pull out the work and scale out a P
If a n***a try me will you pull the heat
Every time we get high all we do is geek
Girl you got your own fire, so pass me the lighter please

[Kane: Hook]
Uhh
You should be fuckin' with me
Listen we could get high as a bitch
Ay, you should be fuckin' with me
Listen we could get high as a bitch

[Bridge: Ama]
I wanna go somewhere
Where the wind breeze calls my name
Palm trees and coconuts in the sand
Lay your hand real close to mind
And if your down for it
Really down for it, we can go away
For the day let our dreams just fade away
And then you can go back, can we can go back?

[Verse 4: Kwess]
She throw it back when I tell her to
Shawty act like she bullet proof
N***as shootin', she be shootin' too
Hand on the bible, never tell the truth
Beat the case now we in the beach rollin boof, (shit) beat the case now we on the beach rollin boof

Can you roll this for meeee
(now spark that shit, now spark that shit)