Lyrics

I'm finna get in the safe Tired of playin' It safe The pressure of leading the way It got me bleedin' away Fam be trippin' these days They think I'm straying away Reach in my pockets for nickels and dimes but grinding I hope that can possibly change I'm finna get me a range Big body coconut paint My shawty white like McCain They did not make me the same You ain't the man that you claim, nigga Pulling the trigger I never say I'm the realest But that's how you know I'm the realer I get the bag for my niggas She want the bag from Margiela I'm making moves for the skrilla She wanna listen to Skrillex I'm steady whipping, I'm whipping I'm whipping the skillet Know it get hot in the kitchen I never say I'm the realest But that's how you know I'm the realest That's how you know I'm the realest That's how you know Imma kill it I live a block from the clinic That's how you know I'm the illest That's how you know I'm the illest Yeah yeah That's how you know I'm the realest That's how you know Imma kill it I live a block from the clinic That's how you know I'mma kill it That's how you know That's how you know! Run 'em out I had to thug it out Edit the haters yeah I had to cut 'em I see 'em in public, it's nothing now Now that I'm buzzin now You buddy buddy like you was my cousin now All of the sudden now You make a call and sayin' you love me now Flow getting cold and your nose getting runny now Cut it out Yeah, I had to thug it out Pray that my days getting sunny and Pray that my mom see the money It ain't nothing funny See I'm finna get in the safe Tired of playin' It safe The pressure of leading the way It got me bleedin' away Fam be trippin' these days They think I'm straying away Reach in my pockets for nickels and dimes but grinding I hope that can possibly change I'm finna get me a range Big body coconut paint My shawty white like McCain They did not make me the same You ain't the man that you claim, nigga Pulling the trigger I never say I'm the realest But that's how you know I'm the realer I get the bag for my niggas She want the bag from Margiela I'm making moves for the skrilla She wanna listen to Skrillex I'm steady whipping, I'm whipping I'm whipping the skillet Know it get hot in the kitchen I never say I'm the realest But that's how you know That's how you know
Writer(s): Abel Disla Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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