G Herbo, Lil Durk - Real One lyrics

Mm-mm-mm-mm dY Krazy, uh
Mm-mm-mm-mm uh (Let's get it)

I been gangbangin' since a kid
That's how we live
So I seen bloodshed before "Red Snow", huh
And that's just how that go
Nobody out here wanna use they head
So that's why I had to fly on the go
Said he ain't never, ever gonna amount to
Shit, but lil' nigga a rider, though
(Damn) had a couple niggas on our hit list
So we ridin' with four (Check ' em, four)
And I ain't give a fuck if it's Christmas
I was outside for sure
And we on one, pop out
Roll up, movin' quick
Gotta get the seal like hold up
Gettin' a kit
Used to pour a six or a four up
Niggas bitches, war time
We was watchin' 'em fold up (Fold up)
And if the feds ever grab my fuckin' folder
I'ma stay a soldier (Stay a soldier)
I ain't gon' snitch on no one (Uh, uh)
So therefore
I ain't puttin' myself in a situation no more
(Uh, uh) i waited long to get where I'm at
I ain't gotta be patient no more
(Why should I?) oh, you gangster? Nigga
You think you gangster?
Do some gangster shit on the strip
The same niggas I hung with who claimin' it
(yeah) i was hoppin' out the backseat
Of that Chevy aimin' it (Aimin' it, yeah)
And now I'm worth some M's, I'm dangerous
Your bitch love to fuck me
Hit the liquor and start thankin' it
It say they got my face on Belaire
So that's why she drinkin' it (Pour up)
Landed, bought a pint of drank
It was fuckin' up my pancreas
(Uh, pour it up)
It's six AM in the stu' in the A
Me and DY smokin' some stanky shit
Shot at me last night, I'm angry
So I woke up flamin' shit
Nigga got caught on a date
Now all his homies blame his bitch
Everybody talkin' 'bout I changed and shit
You the one that changed, bitch
Matter of fact, nigga, I did change shit
I ain't have no chains then
Crib like I was livin' in a den
Came and count my dividends
Now I'm legal, I can spend
Anything, now my closet, my kitchen big
I ain't even tryna miss your call
I just been on some busy shit
On the phone with his exes
I don't wanna hear it
Anything about me gettin' rich, uh

Yeah, yeah, uh (yeah)
Damn, we runnin' all the, all the
All the checks up (Turn me up)
I'm tryna see where the
Where the twenty-nine bag go
(yeah, that's what I said, uh)

How Durk gon' put on this bitch? Go
On Google to put on a switch
Told bro I wanna be rich
But I stopped takin' Percs
It's givin' me a itch
They don't want me to be
On that block no more
Don't ride by the opps no more
You can't complain, that's how I am
Just tell 'em, "Don't get shot no more"
These niggas ain't beefin'
Throw in the towel he told me he vegan
I don't even try to stop the violence no
More 'cause Chino died at a meetin'
Man, get the fuck out my face
I was duckin' a federal case
He went to Iowa and got him a
Dub 'cause that was a federal state
All that beef shit your big
Homie did in a year, we did in a month
And I draw some tears for
All them years, for bronem, i can't stunt
I was pissed off at my lawyer
Me and Von ain't do shows in month
I can't blame the judge and state's attorney
'cause both of 'em voted for Trump
And that shit you said about us
We ain't hear that from no bitch mouth
From the 'Raq
Where the killers don't ask for a discount
And all the killers get
Blicked down, two bedroom, no big house
Warning shots get sent out
Cocky lil' nigga with my dick out bitch