Hook - TRW

All my real niggas ride

Even if you pitching or you working 9 to 5

All my girls in school remember that sunshines

The ghetto is in the mind, tell em keep up your grind

(Yeah) Moving birds Down South

But this is what it's bout, real niggas riding out

Verse 1 - TRW

Wine for the hangovers, women who stayed over

I help them cook breakfast I don't trust no one with eggs over

Hard with onion, okra, grape soda

Smoking on grape odors

In pictures wit great focus

I come alive

Right on time in the height of Mayan design

My feet in a pair of nines in the chair of an airline

I order champagne, the situation is fitting

And she said she got a man, but I agreed that it's tempting

I got it the shit they missing, When I graduate you see difference

White folk won't know what to do with real niggas in the attendance

My mind is a panorama

Of project windows and thinking if I should carry a hammer

Cause every night could be candles

And pictures of me on mantles

Class pictures of phantoms

Wondering who I am

I didn't plan on this gamble

The scramble to make it out

But this is what it's bout, real niggas riding out

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Verse 2 - #Database

One time for 'em

This is what it's bout

Driving smoking loud

Real niggas riding out

Gone

Doing sixty on the interstate

Leave me lone, listening

To Causmic and TEP1 on my Android

Put the A/C on cold cause I'm smoking strong

Thinking bout the problems in my city like what's going on?

No left, no right, something must be going wrong

So West, so I

Pour the liquor on the song

I heard a real emcee say

Get your money little homey don’t play

We philosophize

And we harmonize

Get your bars up starting today

Cool

I hustle like I'm from the Third World, yea I do (I do)

Get the studio set up

Tell the homey’s come through (Through)

Write a couple of millions

I fell in love with this feeling

When I was feeling like my true self wasn’t being heard

Word, pick a verb that’ll describe your whole verse

Ride out

No doubt tell 'em this is what it's bout (Gone)

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Verse 3 - TRW

-- that Lambo don't really come with a manual

I'm waiting for my time, stacking bread that is annual

I yell Geronimo when I jump in that camel toe

Sincerely yours, unforgettable

DB let them know

Verse 4 - #Database

I'ma let 'em know

Truly we unforgettable

Flow money federal

Hashed out from the edible

Fade, high grade getting paid

From the rhymes that I made

In the shade thinking what I'ma say

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