I'm the realist nigga out
Niggas tryna steal my clout
All these bitches wanna f*ck
I ain't bout though
Tryna ride on my wave
Don't even know my name
Do the thot walk
She got a cameltoe
She kinda cute though
Give me hope
But the p is silent
Niggas wanna f*ck with me
But they be faking
Don't wanna see me make it
Swear they always hating
I'm just out here praying
Ya we riding and we scheming
In the drop top
While she giving top
Yeah that hit the spot
Tryna shoot my shot
I swear I'm gone be on top
That's what she said
You gone end up dead
And I promise that
Give me room
Give me space
Gotta clear my mind
Yeah I stay on time
It's getting hard to find
Always on my grind
Goddamn she so defined
Bitches on my line and I cannot lie
Pussy wet
And it's dripping like sweat
Vvss on my neck
Finna hop off my jet
Bust down Cadillac
Those my dreams my wishes
Ion f*ck with snitches
I want Bugatti like uzi
Why she act like she knew me
Damn look at her boobies
Nigga let's make a movie
Damn that kush got me woozy
Bouta hit South beach
Is she really for keeps
Bouta hit her from the back
Rat tat
On my lap
Nigga run me up my check
I'm gone pull up and wreck
Nigga f*ck what you just said
Too much shit up in my head
Niggas wanna see me dead
I'm on a whole another level
Can you tap into my level
Can you pass me the shovel
Bouta bury these fools
In my words in my verse
Why you tripping over her
She a thot
A f*ckin thot
I'm spittin from the heart
All I make is art
I can't tell these twins apart
I ain't came from the hood
But I'm misunderstood
I wish a nigga would
But a nigga can't
I swear I'm qualified
I'm disciplined and I came to win
In this game not for the fame
Put that on my name
In this f*ck shit
And ima f*ck shit
Up in the club
I did shrooms back then
And it f*cked with my head
And I know it was cold blooded
I got a cold heart but I'm warm blooded
Like nigga f*ck it
Codeine and promethazine are two
Hell of a drugs and I mean that
Got yo bitch in the back and she
Asking for some lean cuz she need that
And I swear ima keep going off
And I swear ima keep going hard
Cause I'm the realist
I'm the realist nigga
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I'm the realist nigga out
Niggas tryna steal my clout
All these bitches wanna f*ck
I ain't bout though
Tryna ride on my wave
Don't even know my name
Do the thot walk
She got a cameltoe
She kinda cute though
Give me hope
But the p is silent
Niggas wanna f*ck with me
But they be faking
Don't wanna see me make it
Swear they always hating
I'm just out here praying
Ya we riding and we scheming
In the drop top
While she giving top
Yeah that hit the spot
Tryna shoot my shot
I swear I'm gone be on top
That's what she said
You gone end up dead
And I promise that
Give me room
Give me space
Gotta clear my mind
Yeah I stay on time
It's getting hard to find
Always on my grind
Goddamn she so defined
Bitches on my line and I cannot lie
Pussy wet
And it's dripping like sweat
Vvss on my neck
Finna hop off my jet
Bust down Cadillac
Those my dreams my wishes
Ion f*ck with snitches
I want Bugatti like uzi
Why she act like she knew me
Damn look at her boobies
Nigga let's make a movie
Damn that kush got me woozy
Bouta hit South beach
Is she really for keeps
Bouta hit her from the back
Rat tat
On my lap
Nigga run me up my check
I'm gone pull up and wreck
Nigga f*ck what you just said
Too much shit up in my head
Niggas wanna see me dead
I'm on a whole another level
Can you tap into my level
Can you pass me the shovel
Bouta bury these fools
In my words in my verse
Why you tripping over her
She a thot
A f*ckin thot
I'm spittin from the heart
All I make is art
I can't tell these twins apart
I ain't came from the hood
But I'm misunderstood
I wish a nigga would
But a nigga can't
I swear I'm qualified
I'm disciplined and I came to win
In this game not for the fame
Put that on my name
In this f*ck shit
And ima f*ck shit
Up in the club
I did shrooms back then
And it f*cked with my head
And I know it was cold blooded
I got a cold heart but I'm warm blooded
Like nigga f*ck it
Codeine and promethazine are two
Hell of a drugs and I mean that
Got yo bitch in the back and she
Asking for some lean cuz she need that
And I swear ima keep going off
And I swear ima keep going hard
Cause I'm the realist
I'm the realist nigga
Niggas tryna steal my clout
All these bitches wanna f*ck
I ain't bout though
Tryna ride on my wave
Don't even know my name
Do the thot walk
She got a cameltoe
She kinda cute though
Give me hope
But the p is silent
Niggas wanna f*ck with me
But they be faking
Don't wanna see me make it
Swear they always hating
I'm just out here praying
Ya we riding and we scheming
In the drop top
While she giving top
Yeah that hit the spot
Tryna shoot my shot
I swear I'm gone be on top
That's what she said
You gone end up dead
And I promise that
Give me room
Give me space
Gotta clear my mind
Yeah I stay on time
It's getting hard to find
Always on my grind
Goddamn she so defined
Bitches on my line and I cannot lie
Pussy wet
And it's dripping like sweat
Vvss on my neck
Finna hop off my jet
Bust down Cadillac
Those my dreams my wishes
Ion f*ck with snitches
I want Bugatti like uzi
Why she act like she knew me
Damn look at her boobies
Nigga let's make a movie
Damn that kush got me woozy
Bouta hit South beach
Is she really for keeps
Bouta hit her from the back
Rat tat
On my lap
Nigga run me up my check
I'm gone pull up and wreck
Nigga f*ck what you just said
Too much shit up in my head
Niggas wanna see me dead
I'm on a whole another level
Can you tap into my level
Can you pass me the shovel
Bouta bury these fools
In my words in my verse
Why you tripping over her
She a thot
A f*ckin thot
I'm spittin from the heart
All I make is art
I can't tell these twins apart
I ain't came from the hood
But I'm misunderstood
I wish a nigga would
But a nigga can't
I swear I'm qualified
I'm disciplined and I came to win
In this game not for the fame
Put that on my name
In this f*ck shit
And ima f*ck shit
Up in the club
I did shrooms back then
And it f*cked with my head
And I know it was cold blooded
I got a cold heart but I'm warm blooded
Like nigga f*ck it
Codeine and promethazine are two
Hell of a drugs and I mean that
Got yo bitch in the back and she
Asking for some lean cuz she need that
And I swear ima keep going off
And I swear ima keep going hard
Cause I'm the realist
I'm the realist nigga
Writer: Blaze C
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