Real niggas, real niggas, real niggas, real niggas real niggas real niggas

Verse 1:

Day break

Another hustle

I been moving up my weight

But I ain't gained a pound of muscle

That's flexing hard

Building credit for a black card

I want that shit to reflect me

Success I'll be neck deep

That's just the start okay

Stacking pennies, it's the harder way

I'ma be posting the shit

Like hash tag I bought the bar today

Nah man I don't waste money on shit

For niggas pretending they like me and sip

I ask security questions

If you can't answer I dip

I'm on my logging off shit

Why you fast but moving slow?

I been so fucking low

Any time I see go

I put my foot to the peddle, then peddle to road

I turn like Light and I write

I'ma make killings tonight

That's a double one

Fuck a bum that wanna clean up

They can get the crumbs

I don't give handouts

I'm on my Luke shit cuz I don't have one

I'm a nerd because I'm my dad's son

I'ma touch the sky cuz I'ma dragon

Breakdown:

So so so much. It's not about how you get it it's about how you use it to get more. Remember that. That's real

Hook:

Money ain't the key to every problem

For the master key there is no option

But I got like 10 things on my noggin

8 of them the money they can solve em

I ain't say to lose your faith in God just

Make a lane and pay then make a profit

I ain't say to lose your faith in God just

Make a lane and pay then make a profit

Verse 2:

I can say that shit so confidently

I don't have a single bitch bone in me

School was never made for people like me

They fit in a system to get by

I need to make my own, survive then thrive

Why the fuck would I be like those guys?

It kills me just to work a 9-5

The drive to stay alive It dies

When you can't feel the shit inside

Whatever

Pick the pieces up

Put them together

I look at tracks like it's more than my brethren

And speak to a whole nother level

At times I feel like I'm clever

Other times feel like the devil is changing the weather

Whatever

I know that I'm crazy my head is a weapon

A bomb is specific to what I'm addressin

These niggas got sauce and I came with the dressin

Cuz I want the money to be up under me

Keep all those bitch niggas underneath

I don't recall wearing dungarees

But I'ma Wrangler like Favre

I'ma go far

I don't care how many yards

I'ma make the cut

Lawn service

I ain't had to Google my purpose

I don't want a dollar if I don't earn it

Hook

Verse 3:

If I make a mill I ain't made enough

I could have every single check in the world and I wouldn't be paid enough

Cuz there's credit

I need it

To flip

To turn it

To debit

I got

The key and

I turn it

It's ready

I'm like Freddy

I'm in your dreams

I play for team extreme

I never got cut

I balled

Never got bigger, just cut

I get on these tracks and I bust

If you don't agree then you nuts

Feel like I'm miles away from what I want

But I'm still on the cusp

Any rapper is lunch

And if a bitch wanna munch

She better know the word dutch

Cuz I don't pay for my lines

And I don't pay for the punch

That's a triple one

What these niggas done?

Nothing much

Classic line, I don't give a fuck

That's bars

No work with a trap car

I should walk with a black bar

Right across my fucking mouth

I moved outta my parents house

Not long after I was selling (classified)

My life is bend or break

Gotta break the bank