(feat. Curtis Williams)
Shout out to Big U
Real
Real n***a
Yal better chill
2-9 wa**up
8-0-8 Mafia
How to be real [x12]
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
How to be real
Some n***as don't but some n***as will
I'm shooting to k**
Jumpin to ride or shooting to k**
I'm taking the shot
I'm drinking that gin or shooting to k**
My b**hes so real
My b**hes so real
My b**hes so real
You k**in' my vibe
I'm up in that b**h
I'm getting a thrill
I'm popping that thing
She poppin' that p**y like it is a pill
I come from the burg
Some n***as are fake most n***as are real
Some n***as get k**ed
I don't drink or drive she takin' the wheel
Hundred thousand dollars round my neck, yes
n***a I'm down to ride for my respect, yes
Man, yal just don't understand
Since I was a lil' n***a yea I've been poppin' them rubber bands
God damn
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
If I didn't have a deal
I'd still have a mil
My n***as thuggin' out in public
f** it
I guess nobody told you
How to be real [x12]
[Verse 2: Curtis Williams]
Yeah uhh, how to be real
Im reaping 2-9 f** with the game (2-9)
How to be real
I'm f**ing her once I don't know her name
Smoking that loud
I'm breaking it down and rolling it up (cash)
That money gon' come
I'm stacking it up
Can't f** this sh** up (cash)
These n***as is lame
These n***as just talk
These n***as ain't real (fake)
My young n***a with it
And I ain't gonna touch it he gripping it still
She come to the crib
She have a good time but don't get to stay
That pack on the way
Man that pack on the way, that pack on the way
Young rich n***as we don't f** with you n***a
I be flexing out in public who the f** is you n***a
Get a mil my n***a split it with the crew n***a
Take his main b**h from him show him what to do with it huh
2-9
[Hook]