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Real Shit (Explicit) - Lil Baby
Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Bryan Simmons/Josiah Rutherford/Angelo Emanuel Kusko
Composed by：Dominique Jones/Bryan Simmons/Josiah Rutherford/Angelo Emanuel Kusko
Produced by：43Juice/Souli
Really Atlanta I'm from a zone
Right up the street from the Dome
I'm from the 4
Came up gettin' our hustle on
Living legend off of strong
Bro still sellin' bricks can't knock his hustle
Shit to each his own
Lot of fake love they only call you when they need a loan
Bro in the box ready to come home
For now he livin' through a phone
Free the bro
Told me he ain't worried 'bout no nigga unless he can fly a drone
Know them young niggas look up to me so I can't lead 'em on
Watchin' what I talk about I'm the leader so I can't tell 'em wrong
Young crew they break in cars
Strikers
Jack boys they still robbin'
G Dawg dem been gone for damn near a dub and they steady mobbin'
Shit wasn't always great I had to wait I stayed down for my come-up
Every day I'm paper chasin' my bank account need another comma
Tryna stay away from the drama
Never runnin' from my karma
Anything I did I stand behind it Momma raised a G
What they talkin' 'bout?
Coward is something I'll never be
Hellcat spinnin' up the street
Trackhawk Bulletproof the Jeep
None of this shit ain't come with ease
My bitch told me she won't never leave
Now she on another team
Saw my pain it made me T'd
Never been a one to grieve
Naked bitches on my feed
I'on like her unless she mean
Trust issues I'on fuck with people
Blame it on the shit I seen
I seen it all
Had Fannie watching my food savings while she was pregnant with dude baby
Real shit
But it wasn't no food saving
Whole lotta green shit
Tryna shake my demons
Keep callin' the lean man
Keep rollin' this weed up
I been through some real shit
Come home to the lights off
Furniture in the front yard
Eviction
Had to stay in hotels
Daddy wasn't nowhere around
My momma a real gangster
She held it together
She did
No matter the circumstance yeah
Superstar fill up the stands
Goin' for it when I get the chance
Dog shit stay in my pants
In my hand
In my bag
I still got my first advance
Showin' bro how to buy some land
We gotta make this money last
Hate you let them niggas gas you
Gettin' rich while I duck the task force
What more can a nigga ask for?
I'm blessed
Belt to ass we really tap shit
Majority of these niggas cappin'
Really put it down on Plaza
Really put it down on Bridges
Really put it down on Sparks
'Round my way I'm a living legend
ROTC bronem steppin'
All the secrets I done kept 'em
Where them bags at? I'll go get 'em
Bring 'em back let bronem sell 'em
Every day I'm fightin' the devil
Put that lil' bitch on a pedestal
Won't do it again never
Shit gettin' real I'm movin' careful
Yeah
