Real Deal AOB - Stunt hard (feat. Laz Thaboy)

Yeah, real deal
I did it all on my own
Turned a chair to a throne
I'm a king in this world

Stunt hard
I put my whole city on
Said some things that they never would've known
If I didn't

Stunt hard
And every night is a premiere
If I ever disappear
Best believe I'm coming back

Stunt hard
Got rich, went broke and got rich again
On that same shit again
All I ever do is stunt hard

Never hear me rapping bout something that I'm not
Spend a sixteen bout something that I ain't got
I keep it real
Yeah, as possible

Hella on wax, nigga, never been optional
I rap about what I done did or I done seen
And I never lay myself the prince or the king
Not the city prince or the king

But I will talk about man, I do my thing
Yeah, nigga, get loose
Most rappers talk about they guns
But they won't shoot

Nah, they won't shoot
They just carry them and take photos
Isn't that cute
Every rap nigga I fuck with for sure with it

Let me rephrase that
Only half of them with it
The other half, yeah
Man, they need to quit it

And remember not to speak on it if they don't live it
Cause it's real out here
All that acting shit'll get you killed out here
Yeah, get you killed out here

Bitches come out when the deal's out here
I don't wear tight jeans like the jerk boys
But I do stunt hard like the jerk boys
Globetown, yeah, nigga, that's the clique, boy

Real deal, no hella, I'm the shit, boy
I did it all on my own
Turned a chair to a throne
I'm a king in this western hall

I put my whole city on
So some things that they never would've known if I didn't
Stunt hard
And every night is a premiere

If I ever kiss a kid, best believe I'm coming back
Stunt hard
Got rich, went broke, and got rich again
On that same shit again

And all I ever do is stunt hard
Real rich men and no, this is not a movie
I really wore it in the streets you played Call of Duty
What you know about squatting in a solo

Bouncing out foot, mission plan, Marco Polo
But not with your eyes closed
G-shock, time froze
Chippin' nigga rims like he running over potholes

Weasel niggas pop those with big boys that modify
Suck a nigga's duck when we rise on the other side
Yeah, cause them niggas know we bringing trouble
And we can put down the things, I'm good with the knuckles

And I ain't worried about the cheese, I'm good with the hustle
You go to jail, can't post bond cause your money trouble
Nigga, you ain't lieutenant, you's a paper sarge
The only time you talk tough is on tape record

Or with a judge on your side and DA involved
What you on the stand, key witness cases solved
You niggas talk G, but ain't ready for it
I'm SKS, stop clip with machete sword

You little bears at the table and I ate the porridge
We coppin' shit and you mad cause you can't afford it
Yeah, I'm talking big, big shit
Throw some stacks at the law, now I'm 10-2-6 nigga

I was a boy since birth, fool
Nigga, I'm bout it, I'll ride in some church shoes
I did it all on my own, turned a chair to a throne
I'm a king and that's why I stunt hard

I put my whole city on
Said some things that they never would've known if I didn't
Stunt hard
And every night is a premiere

If I ever disappear, best believe I'm coming back
Stunt hard
Got rich, went broke and got rich again
On that same shit again, all I ever do is stunt hard

Written by:
Real Deal

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