Roca Beats - For Real lyrics

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Roca Beats - For Real lyrics

[Verse 1: The Yung God] Yeah! I get it, I got it the whole f**ing team We are out here and popping f** all these rappers we come around They just play dead like they possums b**h we run the city so I hope they know All that little sh** stopping They talking, they talking, that's all just some gossip Till I'm in my coffin ain't taking no losses Said I wouldn't get it b**h I got it They all up on my sh** so get up off it I'm doing all this working for the profit The only people hating got no money in they pockets, uh! Ain't feeling these boys I'm k**ing these boys Brttt, I'm drilling these boys Bang, Heavy artillery young Bill Clint Make your girl go Hillary boy [Hook: The Yung God] She gon' ride for the team for real All the way live for the team for real We gon' do it for the real for real One time for the real for real Real for real, real for real Pulled off on the real for real Real for real, real for real One time for the real for real Real for real [Verse 2: Gino Driggs] She telling me something (tellin' me something!) She telling me that I would swim in the back Yeah she never knew nothing (nothin'!) Saw that one coming gotta do something man God damn, what the f** is this? Black on black, ignorance is bliss I guess someone like this man f** that sh** Imma need her keep quiet everytime that I hit f**ing that b**h on my sofa (sofa!) Flip her over like a motorola She gon' need a new loofah, head like Medusa They keep on telling me I am a loser You're probably right, I f**ed up that night Believe in the rumor as you might But you gon' see they'll be talking about me Or should I say they'll be talking about we Wa**up! [Hook] She gon' ride for the team for real All the way live for the team for real We gon' do it for the real for real One time for the real for real Real for real, real for real Pulled off on the real for real Real for real, real for real One time for the real for real Real for real [Verse 3: YLTI] Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots And ruined your black tie affair The last one to know, the last one to show I was the last one you thought you'd see there And I saw the surprise and the fear in his eyes When I took his gla** of champagne And I toasted you, said honey we may be through But you'll never hear me complain Get her p**y wetter than some brooks, Garth And if tomorrow never comes or starts Girl you were more than a memory Girl you were more than a friend to me in low places Pull me out the oven I'm baked b**h Ylti the outsider just getting higher f** all the drama, papa don't love mama Don't sweat it we all standing outside of the fire foreal [Hook] She gon' ride for the team for real All the way live for the team for real We gon' do it for the real for real One time for the real for real Real for real, real for real Pulled off on the real for real Real for real, real for real One time for the real for real Real for real

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