Real As It Gets (feat. Fresh Porter)

**** hit my dm talking bout bricks

I told him he must be high

All I do is rap and work a job

You must got the wrong guy

Ion talk a lot I sit back and listen

I guess I’m kinda shy

If you let a **** talk long enough

You can start to peep the lies

Damn I still have nightmares when bricks was going for 35

Now they going for 18

Buy 5 or more we can work it out

I reached out my hand

Them **** walked pass me

That gave me self doubt, But Ian never hate

I found a plug and created my own route

Always loyal to p

He sold me ho and cooked my whole sack

Forever a lot with bc

When I got bond he came thru with half that

I’m from the rich where we dont do too much arguing

You either gone hit or blick

Stay out the mix

Being cool tryna play both sides

That’s how you get put in a twist

Baby mama tripping

Cause a **** moved on

Make it hard for me to see my kids

I can’t sleep at night

Hard to close my eyes

Knowing I’m just hood rich

Made 50,000 today I prop 4 bands

That’s some real shhh

Gave my plug his 46

He probably prop more

But I still made my profit

Counting counting counting all I here when I talk to me plug

He thumbing threw bands, Shots shots shots all you heard

6 months from now for speaking on the gang

Flooded my 3rd Rollie

I lost that I went back plain jane

Baby these all whites

I might not fuck If my flavs catch a stain

Ask any plug you know plus all the trenches

I bet they know my name

If they say they don’t

Them **** hating I probably fucked they main

Let’s keep it real you ain’t never caught no charge

So how I know you won’t tell

Get in court start talking on the mic

Like they was bandchasin dell

In the booth right now a play just called say he want a 9

I was charging him 6 a zip

So he called me to see can he get that bitch for 5

Im tryna tell my **** these bricks unlimited

You can go catch any play

I know tomorrow ain’t promised

So you owe me money I’m coming to get it today

I hate I gotta start saying free my dawg

He just lost his case

But he open my eyes

The **** that ah bring you down

They came with smiley faces

Fresh Porter (Verse)

**** I’ll cut some water if my plug told me it can take

Lucky I ain’t no migos for knew to make me a **** baby

Try to go around me **** jacked him he was number chasing

Trying to fuck my bitch and know you tender bout that freaky lady

These **** come with bull shit short money and open cases

I’m the type to pay the extra tap to insure the safety

I’m the type to go jump in a cap if I’m paper chasing

You the type to think I’m trying to brag cause you soldier hating

Baby mama say she hope I go to jail

Ian arguing with no bitch who going to hell

Say I’m buying pussy bitch you buying baby hair

Took a quick trip for a 36 before 12, Porter