Real

Shaine Sherrod

They don't know the deal, they don't know it's real
They don't know the deal, they don't know it's fake or real
Get hit with a consequence and then they wanna shed a tear
Niggas out here actin' funny, gotta get up outta here

These Bitches, they don't want love, they just want a nigga in their ear
I told these niggas, this my year, fuck them niggas, I don't fear
I be chillin' with my gang, them offie niggas thought I was scared
Stack that cash, got that cardi in my cup, that's all I chase

Bitches say they real, then they come back, lie up in your face
No emotion, no reaction, I just sit back, stack that cake
I'm with my niggas in the V, high speed, yeah, let's race
Yeah, them niggas out here think they smokin' pressure, yeah, they laced

If you not up in my circle, get them niggas out my way
Always gotta watch your back, These niggas change on you any day
Tryna make it out my brothers, split that check, even ways
I can't trust a ho, they just use your soul, that's they play

They say they real, then they get another nigga to take your place
When I make it out, that energy better be the same
S-T keep on goin', keep on flowin', yea just stay in yo lane
I'm chillin' with this cold heart, it's full of scars, it's full of pain

Well, I'ma keep on pushin', keep on grindin' to that top and get that fame
They don't know the deal, they don't know it's fake or real
Get hit with a consequence, and then they wanna shed a tear
Niggas out here actin' funny, gotta get up outta here

These bitches, they don't want love, they just want a nigga in their ear
Niggas out here say some fake shit, you know that's cap
It's really not that hard, just be real and just state facts
Niggas always hatin' on me, I'm just chasin' to the racks

Why they always talkin' shit, I'm tryna get my brothers out that trap
Why these niggas tryna be somethin' they not
S-T in this bitch, I'm with my gang, we keep that shit on lock
Why these lil' boys think they cool, touchin' on them Glocks

I ain't worried bout these niggas, S-T goin' to the fuckin' top
Yeah, they say they really with me, but I know they really not
Free my brodie out the can, yeah, I wish he wasn't locked
You can make it out in a million ways

Tryna come up with some different plays
I would never switch up on my gang
I would never switch that way
Why these niggas be hatin' on me

I'm tryna be real, I'm tryna be me
Keep on goin' S-T
While these niggas be makin' you mean
I'm just tryna make some cash

I'm just tryna make some green
I'm just tryna be the real me
And make it out the street
They don't know the deal

They don't know what's fake or real
Get hit with a consequence and then they wanna shed a tear
Niggas out here actin' funny, gotta get up outta here
These bitches, they don't want love, they just want a nigga in their ear

They just want a nigga in their ear

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