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2 REAL
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Hip-Hop/Rap
2 REAL was released on January 6, 2026 by OG92 as a part of the album 2 REAL - Single
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Release DateJanuary 6, 2026
LabelOG92
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
OG Norby & Thotless Gilli
OG Norby & Thotless Gilli
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nari Johnson
Nari Johnson
Songwriter
A. McClary
A. McClary
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DAMIEN
DAMIEN
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ay, ay, ay, ay, heh
Guess I got a problem
I don't know what to call it
Yeah, I'm too real
You don't really hang with robbers
Probably callin' them coppers
When you lose that deal
Shit get sticky
I need a grippy
Free hand be grippin' on her kitty
We in the cut and
We gettin' litty
A-A-All blue hundreds, I don't want no fifties (Yeah)
Yeah
W-W-Watch how I do this
Always on Zen, got me feelin' like a Buddhist
Talkin' that money how I speak is so fluent
One night with me and I send her back to him
Yeah, you ruined that chance
Gave you one last dance
Wasn't even in the plan
Now I can never run it back
Never turn my back on my cash
I'm the man with the plan, thought you knew that?
I-I thought you knew that
I don't give a damn what I spend I been snappin' rubber bands, get a new bag
I get a new bag
Guess I got a problem
I don't know what to call it
Yeah, I'm too real
You don't really hang with robbers
Probably callin' them coppers
When you lose that deal
Shit get sticky
I need a grippy
Free hand be grippin' on her kitty
We in the cut and
We gettin' litty
A-A-All blue hundreds, I don't want no fifties (Yeah)
If I'm in the club, I'm in the back gettin' backends
I ain't tryna' fuck less you come with a bad friend
Fantastic, we can make it happen
I can make these drugs disappear like it's magic
B-Back it up like a dump truck
She like"What's yo' name?' Cause I'm fucked up
I got what you need if you want some
But I ain't tryna' give out my name to no one (Heh)
Can you slow it down?
I drank too much I'ma drown
I'm in my head when I'm by myself
I'll hit you up when I sober out
Too real, I can't fuck with you
Had to take a few L's to get a W
Now I'm lit, they all like"I fuck with you"
I remember back then, I was nothin' to you
You ain't safe from yo' past and the snakes in the grass
They tryna' sneak in the back, that's why I keep it a stack
Don't you act like a bitch, and I won't treat you like a hoe
How you stab me in the back and then you call yourself my
Huh
Guess I got a problem
I don't know what to call it
Yeah, I'm too real
You don't really hang with robbers
Probably callin' them coppers
When you lose that deal
Shit get sticky
I need a grippy
Free hand be grippin' on her kitty
We in the cut and
We gettin' litty
A-A-All blue hundreds, I don't want no fifties (Yeah)
Problem
Too real
Too Real
Written by: A. McClary, Nari Johnson
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