Tay Well$ - Relate

Real and fake

Real and fake

I know the difference from real and fake
You popping guns well shit okay
Just don't pop out with guns around my way
I'm getting money you can't relate
I see the envy all in ya face
You wanna eat but ain't got no plates
Your pockets and stomach got something in common it's empty
You look like you starving and ain't getting money well I getting plenty
Don't try me, .45 on my hip that's a semi
You might've thought you was fucking with me
But to be honest you looking skinny

Man to be honest you niggas iffy
If I cannot trust you then you ain't wit me
I'm posted in one place right in the city
Right on the fifth where it get gritty
You reach for the stars I reach for semi's
Shit I'll send you right where you reach
Standing on money can touch the sky
Wait That's the 2nd time we gone meet
If you ain't got bands then don't compete
This is a race it's not for the weak
Remember my father said I was weak
Now look at me I'm the heart of the streets
I say one word my niggas creep
Just like a broom they come sweep it clean
We about action so what you mean
We'll bring it to you so where you be

I know the difference from real and fake
You popping guns well shit okay
Just don't pop out with guns around my way
I'm getting money you can't relate
I see the envy all in ya face
You wanna eat but ain't got no plates
Your pockets and stomach got something in common it's empty
You look like you starving and ain't getting money well I getting plenty
Don't try me, .45 on my hip thats a semi
You might've thought you was fucking with me
But to be honest you looking skinny

Man to be honest I feel obese
Up for like 4 days ain't been to sleep
Money keep flowing this shit is sweet
Stack it and stack it and then repeat
Fuck up my money And you get a sheet
You know when you dead they cover you wit sheets
All the t shirts gone say RIP
All of this violence it ain't no peace
I'm in the streets what do you see
Surrounded by niggas that let off they heat
While you run ya gums boy we toting guns
No internet talking so watch what you tweet
When I say pull up you don't wanna meet
All that running ya mouth show you weak
You said we not cut from the same cloth
Well nigga you right ain't no bitch in me
But When I do see you make history
I'm a big fat nigga ain't no missing me
Like a kid with a cavity it's bittersweet
Man This shit beyond me infinity
I'm best in state and that clearly
I know a lot of you niggas that fear me
Catching bodies we doing that literally
If you try your outcome won't be differently

I know the difference from real and fake
You popping guns well shit okay
Just don't pop out with guns around my way
I'm getting money you can't relate
I see the envy all in ya face
You wanna eat but ain't got no plates
Your pockets and stomach got something in common it's empty
You look like you starving and ain't getting money well I getting plenty
Don't try me, .45 on my hip thats a semi
You might've thought you was fucking with me
But to be honest you looking skinny

Written by:
Davonte Wells

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