Real Life (feat. Hookz Murdock)

I only wanted one thing, that's the money
Lil bitch come take it from me
I dare you pussies I eat pussy on my lunches
You couldn't stomach what I stomach
Boy I was tired of being broke on a budget
It's time to move a couple onions
If your plug's American I don't trust it
It's Real Life one hunnit
Wait, lemme find us a beat, play nice, keep it neat, all we do is repeat
Ridin with a trunk full of weed, 3 hoes back seat, can you lemme just breathe
Cuz the only time that I run from police
Gotta keep a piece tryna keep all the peace
Cuz they don't give a fuck about me or the people on my street
Unless they got another warrant for me
And I still pay the fee people still wanna leach
Still pushing P's got water 7 seas
Started half a g watch'em work to a ki
I could never cop another plea
But I still know the dope fiends and the H-O-Es
That call me in the morning past 3
Lookin for the buzz or the fix they been feeling like they need
To make it through the night cause you know we don't sleep (turn up)
Sorry if I'm late for the intro, I just left a date with a nyphmo
Don't say my name unless it's me that you sent for
That'll be the last time you holla 10-4
I only wanted one thing, that's the money
Lil bitch come take it from me
I dare you pussies I eat pussy on my lunches
You couldn't stomach what I stomach
Boy I was tired of being broke on a budget
It's time to move a couple onions
If your plug's American I don't trust it
It's Real Life one hunnit
I done lost too many friends in this
To be concerned about the sensitive and envious
And lately I feel like I aint got too many left in this
Fuck it let the money fill the emptiness
Thank the Lord I was never piss poor
Cause my mama mentality was to get more
These days I'm feeling like the Hulk I'm forever pissed off
Life is such a motherfuckin jigsaw, ugh huh
Well put the ball in my court and I turn to Chris Paul
My team special we been ballin since it kicked off
Two french broads french kissing on them french doors
Gold wrappers slipped on, white panties slipped off
Shawty I be on the west no Kristaps
Show'em how to get away with killing the pussy I get my licks off
Hell's Kitchen where they whip a brick soft
With a pitchfork I'm in rare form super saiyan 4
Hookz and Yohan like Trunks and Gohan
Y'all don't wanna mess with them niggas they like the Zohan
All my bitches mean, Lindsay Lohan
I been on my feet like the Gold Bond
Hustle til I reach the goal line
Fuck your co-sign, 2G come together like Vultron
Cookin in the kitchen whippin up a gold mine
The Hero back yes he better
All I ever wanted was the cheddar get ya bread up
I only wanted one thing, that's the money
Lil bitch come take it from me
I dare you pussies I eat pussy on my lunches
You couldn't stomach what I stomach
Boy I was tired of being broke on a budget
It's time to move a couple onions
If your plug's American I don't trust it
It's Real Life one hunnit