2 Chainz - U Da Realest
Can I get another? Hey(Amen)
It's in the church (amen)
And 'cause we in the church
Just be ready! (be ready)
Be ready (be ready)
He died for us (yes he did) so that we could be ready
He rose for us (rose), raw power be in His name
So you and I could be ready
Know you can probably make excuses (mhm)
(Just be ready!)
I'm like a quarterback, watch me hand it off
Drop the work in the pot, watch it cannonball
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
Rest in peace to my nigga, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
I'm like a quarterback, watch me hand it off
Drop the work in the pot, watch it cannonball
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
Rest in peace to my nigga, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You the realest, ain't no gimmicks, I got illness
If this rap game is my building
I got tenants, I got tenants
I got "gettin' it" in my spirit
I'm winning to the end
And I just made me some millions
And this only the beginning
Rest in peace to all my niggas
They died while they was servin'
Rest in peace to all the soldiers
That died in the service
I died in her cervix
Chickens, no churches
Never seen a man cry 'til you seen a man die
Closed curtain
Closed casket, blasted, breathe again, Braxton
Heart filled with passion, neck filled with mansions
Nonchalant and sarcastic, my bank roll gigantic
School of hard knocks
I am the man on this campus
I'm like a quarterback, watch me hand it off
Drop the work in the pot, watch it cannonball
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
Rest in peace to my nigga, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
I can't explain it, how I'm getting to the payments
Rest in peace to my nigga, God bless all his babies
And he gettin' so much money
I know this shit sound crazy
But he coulda retired and he was born in the 80's
And my hair look I'm from Haiti
Haters sayin', "I'm actin' funny"
I'm on my Baby, I'm about my cash money
I'm tryna get meals like I'm past hungry
Got two or three "Rest In Peace" tats on me
What's really real? Just left the dealership
Pull your girl off my car, that's that whip appeal
I'm 'bout to milk the game, Enfamil
Hit the girl with my two's, Benedryl
I'm like a quarterback, watch me hand it off
Drop the work in the pot, watch it cannonball
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
Rest in peace to my nigga, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you da realest, dawg
No pressure over here
Cut the check
You ain't got shit nigga
You ain't got shit
You ain't gon' do shit nigga 'cause you ain't got shit
Broke, pussy-ass nigga
You ain't got shit nigga
Where yo' car at?
Something wrong with yo, where yo' car?
Huh? You a cheerleader
Where yo' pom-poms at broke ass nigga?
Written by:
TAUHEED EPPS, UNKNOWN WRITER
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