Real Young Drummer Boy

[Intro]
Ey, okay
We had to weed out the fake (bitch)
Lil bitch
Welcome back though

[Hook]
If it ain’t real, I ain’t fucking wit you (fucking wit you)
If you ain’t up on the field, I fucking wit you (bitch)
If it ain’t about a deal, I ain’t fucking wit you (fucking wit you)
If it ain’t about a mill, I ain’t fucking wit you
Boy, If you ain’t real, I ain’t fucking wit you (fucking wit you)
If you ain’t up on the field, I fucking wit you (fucking wit you)
If it ain’t about the deal, I ain’t fucking wit you (fucking wit you)
If it ain’t about a mill, I ain’t fucking wit you

[Verse 1]
Shit is real now, my cousin need that appeal now
15 years he’s asking me wit a deal now
It’s fake to me
See you foos is just a snake to me
I hate you muthafuckers
And don’t ever be mistaken me
Die slow
Middle finger to five-oh
I never put my faith in the opp or a lying hoe
I used to be a wino
Now I sip the liquor
Smoke a couple blunts
And see which one would hit me quicker
I’m real bitch
I’m yelling out fuck a deal bitch
I’ll always have my fans by my side
So I’m still rich
I’m locced out
You muthafuckers is smoked out
And I will never change you lil bitch
Until I’m maxed out