1kLowKey - Real life lyrics

[Intro: King Cordy] f** all these n***as man I don't f** with none of these n***as LFS Gang Rayne in here, Rayne in this b**h 'You dig what I'm sayin'? [Verse 1: King Cordy] She say she wanna f** me, she like how I'm rhyming You can't have my swag, get your own, good look finding This little b**h she blow like she stepped on a mine And I stay with the work and these b**hes applying So high I be flying, I feel like Clark Kent Gucci and loud weed, girl that be my scent She said she not f**ing, girl that don't make sense I swear I'm a hundred, you n***as just cents Copped a new necklace and it got me drenched And I run up my bands like Usain doin' sprints Say you be flexing, you don't even bench Cordy geeked up and piped up at any event What I am worth is the money you spent on your car, on your closet, your necklace, your rent What I am worth is the money you spent on your car, on your closet, your necklace, your AH [Verse 2: Different] n***as be talkin' just like they rich They be lyin' like Mufasa Open her legs like a doctor Then I f** her with no condom She always swallowing my kids She said they taste sweet like green apples She do that sh** so f**ing much It's just like she drinking snapples Like Rihanna, yeah I know I said it I'm snapping like I am poetic Dudes give dirty faces, It's like they are jealous They pick bones with me, they get shot in the pelvis He run into me and I'll rock him like Elvis You can get a**istance, I'll still leave you helpless You know my gang good so don't f** with us fellas Shots raining, you gon' need some f**ing umbrellas Damn