French Montana, EST Gee, Harry Fraud - Keep It Real lyrics

(La musica de Harry Fraud)

Shorty keep it real
It's better than bein' perfect
(Perfect)
I pull up in a foreign
And my shooters in Suburbans
('Burbans)
Icy with a stick on me
Like I'm playin' hockey
(Hockey)
They done dragged me through the mud
But them boys couldn't stop me

Slidin' through your hood with my Haan
(Haan)
You know the vibe
(Vibe) , you know the vibe (Vibe)
I be slidin' through your hood with my Haan
(Haan)
You know the vibe
(Vibe) , you know the vibe (Vibe)

I'm a shooter in my city like KD (KD)
Walkin' through the field like I'm AB (AB)
It's not the palace, it's the pit
(It's the pit)
Walkin' through your hood with my stick
(Bah, bah, baow)
Get it from the mud, dirt cheap (Dirt cheap)
Had the block clickin' like Adele first week
Fifty mil' strong if you're
Talkin' ten-year challenge
Money, bitches, power, hunnid', fifties
And thousands
(Thousands)
Cruisin' with the Uzi like I'm JT (JT)
If you see me with my
Beanie like a steak peek
(Steak peek)
Them Coke Wave boys put the pain in it
Max got seventy-five, Chinx put
The yay' in it
Haan
(Yay' in it)

Shorty keep it real
It's better than bein' perfect
(Perfect)
I pull up in a foreign
And my shooters in Suburbans
(Brr, brr)
Icy with a stick on me
Like I'm playin' hockey
(Hockey)
They done dragged me through the mud
But them boys couldn't stop me

Slidin' through your hood with my Haan
(Haan)
You know the vibe
(Vibe) , you know the vibe (Vibe)
I be slidin' through your hood with my Haan
(Haan)
You know the vibe
(Vibe) , you know the vibe (Vibe)

Uh, I be in the Lamb'
(Yeah) , trailed by a Lamb'
Switched to a brick
I ain't never did a scam
Knee-deep in tan, knee-deep in my beef
We was hoppin' out of vans
Tryna stand over your mans
(Grr)
With a big 5.7 FN (Turn up)
Case it 'cause I can, nigga
Who gon' stop me?
(Who gon' stop me?)
Big old choppy, mop him, clean as Oxi
Impatient, god to gangstas
I point my offering
(My offering)
Niggas close on my foes
Finna need to haunt me
(Need to haunt me)
I ain't trippin', it's fuck 'em dead
'cause it was fuck 'em livin'
I ain't tryna go like Biggie
They trail me with fifties
Every city hop out with my blicky
Trigger finger itchin'
(Brrt, brrt)

Shorty keep it real
It's better than bein' perfect
(Perfect)
I pull up in a foreign
And my shooters in Suburbans
(Brr, brr)
Icy with a stick on me
Like I'm playin' hockey
(Hockey)
They done dragged me through the mud
But them boys couldn't stop me

Slidin' through your hood with my Haan
(Haan)
You know the vibe
(Vibe) , you know the vibe (Vibe)
I be slidin' through your hood with my Haan
(Haan)
You know the vibe
(Vibe) , you know the vibe (Vibe)

Haan, shorty keep it real
It's better than bein' perfect
(Perfect)
I pull up in a foreign
And my shooters in Suburbans
(Brr, brr)
Icy with a stick on me
Like I'm playin' hockey
(Hockey)
Watch how you talkin'
All the boys get cocky
(Get cocky)