Prynce Greedy - Realer

I feel like I'm realer
I ain't never want or needed nothin from a nigga
They see I'm heatin up, now they angry got em bitter
Smile up in ya face but when you gone they plot against ya
I feel like I'm realer
I feel like I'm realer
I ain't goin out to chase no clout to get no bitches
Ain't gon tell you what imma do pimp imma get my issue
Now go get yo best shooter or
Bring whoever wit ya
And show me who is realer, Aye

Last week I was broke I got them raccs in
Me and my ole lady some plugs we get them bags in
See we CountUp then I beat her through the mattress
Lip nigga say det he ain't want smoke well why he mad then
See I ain't playin wit no nigga
You try me or my bitch I'm bound to make yo body shiver
Attempt to run off on me then I'm aimin at yo liver
Shoot em in his knees and watch em fall & y'all out TIMBER
These niggas think they tough they really sweet and they too tender
But I don't give a fucc
Get a zip of cookies wit my bitch and tell her roll it up
She know she my ride or die and for that we forever stucc
I don't work wit rappers cause they fake and fuccin music succ

I feel like I'm realer
I ain't never want or needed nothin from a nigga
They see I'm heatin up, now they angry got em bitter
Smile up in ya face but when you gone they plot against ya
I feel like I'm realer
I feel like I'm realer
I ain't goin out to chase no clout to get no bitches
Ain't gon tell you what imma do pimp imma get my issue
Now go get yo best shooter or
Bring whoever wit ya
And show me who is realer, Aye

Written by:
Demetrius Welton

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