Real Friends

I am not really the type

To be out searchin' for hype

Keepin' my moves outta sight

So that I do what I like

I'm not allergic to light

I just enjoy all my day

I don't post cash on my page

Fuck outta my bank

You probably wantin' my reference

Driven' more lambo's than Ye has

I fly with a Global Entrance

So much I don't need directions

Don't get offended, people want visions

Behind the business, I don't solicit

Ego so hidden, chain non existent

Low pro I'm mystic, so cal I'm Ripken

Do not care for the game

Hollywood play like charades

The real ones are born and raised

Or like me broke then made

Get's hard to stay in a lane

I'm nice with the shutter and mic

My eyes or my mouth it's a fight

I renaissance all of my nights

An elusive mothafucka

Catch me rappin' after dark

It's so conducive how I tap in

Candelabra in the park

Another Judice talkin' shit

Then he celebrates my art

Da shits intrusive but I raise my glass

You casuals rap along

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

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Real friends

Big Wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big Wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big Wins (Cheers)

Please do not call

Keepin' that shit in the stall

Puttin' da play on a pause

Phone always off

Hit me and get no response

Busy just paintin' Picass'

You cannot draw

Comments come outta ya jaw

I don't hear nothin' at all

I am a boss, 1099 for a song

This is me writing you off (Morgan)

Damn I don't get in jams, peanut butta Benz

Sunroof slid open, posted poppin' bread

Deep dish how I spread, eat but neva fed

Bitch I neva snitch, just a hungry kid

Mindin' my bidness, and fuck I love Los Angeles

I'll pull ya card, if you act racist at all

And I learned that from my Pops

He said hell nah, cuz a real friend will stand tall

Pay no attention to Dons

They are all pawns, a lotta hope in a con

City don't fuck wit a fraud

You are on watch, here is some food for your thought

Hencho en Ellis Island

I mean damn

I don't fuck wit glam, cheers to bein' fam

Please tap in

Stranger can't come in, got my patience thin

Fake ass friends

Cancer of the men's, make me cancel plans

Thick ass skin

Callas on my hands, benchin' elephants

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big Wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big Wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big wins (Cheers)

Real friends

Big Wins (Cheers)

Smoke Em'