Chills - Realer Lyrics

C'mon, c'mon
Uh, uh
In the studio
You do not know me, bro

Remember I was broke
And now I'm rockin' gold
Hop in whip and push it
That hoe want my dick cause why she looking

That nigga seen my face and then he booked it
Uh, I just f*cked that bitch
But, bro, you couldn't

Uh, I came from the bottom, so I should win
Uh, I came from the bottom Can't go back again
Big watch up on my wrist, I feel like Ben 10

I lost all my bro's don't got no real friends
No money in the world could make you real, nigga
Could see me as a kid I know I'm still realer

Could see me as a kid I know I'm still bigger
I just want the money, I just want the figures
Ion really like that bitch I only like her figure
Two hoes up on my lap, they cooling takin' pictures

Could never call me twin I never put in with ya
Dissing on lil will, I bet we come and get ya
Uh, uh
Sit back, watch em talk

These niggas pocket watching wanna know what I just bought
Uh, uh
Used to have to walk
Now I'm gettin' money, I might go put it in vaults

Uh, man, this shit is endless
Foreign hoe I think she born in Britain
This lean it got me sick I need a clinic

I told yall from the start it's just beginning
I be getting money while they lazy, my ex bitch called my phone and said she hate me

Had to slow down on the pills I thought they laced me
I be balling everyday feel like mcgrady
I outgrew em now they saying that im shady
Never lacking throwing bullets like im Brady