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Real nigga, I | Get high, touch the sky | Right hand in the air
(Murda on the beat, that's not nice) Real nigga, I Get high, touch the sky Right hand in the air Left hand in the pot Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Yeah, yeah (yeah) I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (it's lit) Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash) We put the floor on dash Know all my hoes they go and cash Over that bag, they mad I know the problem, yeah yeah Eye to eye (yeah) Trips to Dubai (yeah, yeah) I could see that they jealous, don't know why (yeah) Is it 'cause we lit at 4:00 a.m. at the spot? Put that on your tongue, wait for the swag to unlock (yeah) If you searching, come look for us (alright), over the border (it's lit) We import 'em (yeah), just don't record us (straight up) Poppin' at the crib, the livin' room look like The Forum Roll the dice at night, I take the chance in the morning Know what I mean? We ain't really with that camera shit Nah We fuck up for real, for real, for real We fuck up the check for real (checks) We havin' the lean, exotics, and Percs, she havin' the X pill (lean) We know how to flex for real We hop on a jet, the time we kill (pew) These niggas be ridin' and chasin' money While I'm signing deals (ye) I got a 'Tek Philippe (yuh) And I bought a skeleton (ice, yuh) I'm a deadly weapon (yuh) I'm about to go off in a second (boom, yeah) Moving bricks and medicine (bricks) She like to fly, pelican (brr) Touch the sky, heavenly (sky) Designer belt from the Netherlands (yeah, yeah) Real nigga, I Get high, touch the sky Right hand in the air Left hand in the pot Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Yeah, yeah I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (green) Blue dollar bills send them heels to the sky (yeah) We put the floor on dash (skrrt-skrrt) All of my hoes they go and cash (skrrt-skrrt) Over that bag, they mad I know the problem, yeah yeah Real nigga, I (I), pop a Perc' and fly (brr) Crack that seal and take a whiff and I come back alive (die) Niggas commit suicide when they don't got mob ties Flip it like it's Five Guys, I'm 2Pac, get all eyes (all) Look at the bitch, she a dime So many watches, a nigga can't run out of time They get out of line The gang in your yard with the strap like the Uber driver with the sign (brr) I've been known to tell the truth in my raps, but these other rapper tell lies (lies) Real niggas keep the trap alive, ain't no fabrication on the vine (it's cap) Real nigga, I Get high, touch the sky Right hand in the air Left hand in the pot Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Yeah, yeah I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (green) Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah) We put the floor on dash (skrrt-skrrt) All of my hoes they go and cash (skrrt-skrrt) Over that bag, they mad I know the problem, yeah, yeah (yeah!) Skrrt-skrrt Skrrt-skrrt
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