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4Real Video (MV)




Performed By: Young Izma
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Ismailo Guene




Young Izma - 4Real Lyrics
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Used to sleep on the floor for Real
Used to go all out for real
I got more money right now for Real
Pounds pounds in the account For real
I keep a whole hunnid round for Real
Them guys they really down to Kill
Imma go pop another seal
Some be leaving when shit get Real
I do my thing then get paid then I dip
I ain't got the time but lil shorty Be thick
I cannot leave the house without My stick
Dark the kid everywhere I got The drip
Imma need goggles that water so Deep
Mixing them potions I feel like a Geek
Whole lotta vibes Nigga Everything lit
Not on that lane cause you see What you see
I just got some cash straight from The backend
She wanna f*ck but I want her Best friend
Me and the team they know we Ain't playing
You niggas watching while I'm Cashing
Peekaboo I ain't talking no baby
Impeccable when it comes to the Money
I'm hot like a stove my homies They solid
I'm a real mudboy I can't be jaded
Ain't going broke for sure
F*ck with these niggas it's a no
Fresh from head to the toe
Heartless I live by the code
I was f*cking with Melanie I had To stop that she fell in love with The coke
I levelled up to a better me I Know they hating it they cannot Hide it no more
Perkies on perkies on perkies And money in my pockets I Really was on the low
How you gon say you my bro
I never pick when they call
Miss me
With that bullshit
I know if I wasn't me you would Leave me
Pouring promethazine I feel Lovely
Young rockstar in the making
Venti due zero tre
If you in the kitchen gotta whip that
Vengo dal niente no rap cap
Giovane boss you dig that
Straight al punto tu zig zag
Mangio sti rapper si kitkat
I got bitches on bitches they bad Bad
Ok he playing where the Mac at
Soldi su soldi i veri con i veri
Giovane boss se vai e lo chiedi
Ti posso insegnare come maestro Jedi
E vado là fuori con tutti i miei Negri
Non faccio il serio si faccio Casino
Faccio un sorso e vado su Pluto
Vedo fa il duro ma gioca col Fuoco
Apro fuoco finché vedo il rosso
Rincorro sti soldi finché non ne Posso
Tutta sta acqua ti senti al molo
Fermo fermo no non mi fermo
Faccio una su sai che mi stono
Hustle hustle tipo ogni giorno
Sto sul mio e rimango muto
Non ho visto e non ho sentito
Un negro su un livello nuovo
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Used to sleep on the floor for Real
Used to go all out for real
I got more money right now for Real
Pounds pounds in the account For real
I keep a whole hunnid round for Real
Them guys they really down to Kill
Imma go pop another seal
Some be leaving when shit get Real
I do my thing then get paid then I dip
I ain't got the time but lil shorty Be thick
I cannot leave the house without My stick
Dark the kid everywhere I got The drip
Imma need goggles that water so Deep
Mixing them potions I feel like a Geek
Whole lotta vibes Nigga Everything lit
Not on that lane cause you see What you see
I just got some cash straight from The backend
She wanna f*ck but I want her Best friend
Me and the team they know we Ain't playing
You niggas watching while I'm Cashing
Peekaboo I ain't talking no baby
Impeccable when it comes to the Money
I'm hot like a stove my homies They solid
I'm a real mudboy I can't be jaded
Ain't going broke for sure
F*ck with these niggas it's a no
Fresh from head to the toe
Heartless I live by the code
I was f*cking with Melanie I had To stop that she fell in love with The coke
I levelled up to a better me I Know they hating it they cannot Hide it no more
Perkies on perkies on perkies And money in my pockets I Really was on the low
How you gon say you my bro
I never pick when they call
Miss me
With that bullshit
I know if I wasn't me you would Leave me
Pouring promethazine I feel Lovely
Young rockstar in the making
Venti due zero tre
If you in the kitchen gotta whip that
Vengo dal niente no rap cap
Giovane boss you dig that
Straight al punto tu zig zag
Mangio sti rapper si kitkat
I got bitches on bitches they bad Bad
Ok he playing where the Mac at
Soldi su soldi i veri con i veri
Giovane boss se vai e lo chiedi
Ti posso insegnare come maestro Jedi
E vado là fuori con tutti i miei Negri
Non faccio il serio si faccio Casino
Faccio un sorso e vado su Pluto
Vedo fa il duro ma gioca col Fuoco
Apro fuoco finché vedo il rosso
Rincorro sti soldi finché non ne Posso
Tutta sta acqua ti senti al molo
Fermo fermo no non mi fermo
Faccio una su sai che mi stono
Hustle hustle tipo ogni giorno
Sto sul mio e rimango muto
Non ho visto e non ho sentito
Un negro su un livello nuovo
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Writer: Ismailo Guene
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