Young Soulja The Realest - I Toldja

(YO) X5 This how we gon' do it
Its Young Soulja The Realest
[VERSE ONE]
I'm rude and inconsiderate (YEAH) ill catch a fire to your house/
Put it in your mouth like a cigarette/ (right)
Pause, for the realest nigga spittin' it/
Something like a stoner cause you know I gotta keep it lit/ (smoke)
Nikes on my feet so you know I gotta check this/
My mouth is D.U.I cause I'm talkn' so wreckless / (YEAH)
Yeaa and now I'm dickin' ya dame/
And call you and tell you what happened so remember the name/
Its young soulja (soulja) and no I don't crank that/
I'm the realest nigga so I know you gone hate that/ (HATE)
My name ain't drake but I'm making all these headlines/
All you old rappers sleeping on your lyrics, bedtime/ (BEDTIME)
No J Cole but I'll make you workout/
and kick you motherfuckas out my house/ (BITCH)
don't panic, shout out to rick ross/
gotcha album sales jumping back and forth criss cross/ (CRISS CROSS)
jump x3/
[HOOK]
now look I toldja / (toldja)
you in tune with the soulja/ (the soulja)
the mutha fuckin real young soulja / (soulja)
and now I'm dickin' ya dame/
and call you and tell you about it so remember the name/
now look I toldja (Toldja)
you in tune with the soulja/ (the soulja)
the muthafuckin' real young soulja / (soulja)
and now I'm dickin' ya dame/
and call you and tell you about so remember the name/

Written by:
B. Leon

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