​thought you was real M Huncho

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
I ain't even mad at you, I just thought you was real
Couldn't stay stuck, how I'm sippin' three thousands in this seal
I ain't even mad at you, I just thought you was real
Been waitin' for my brothers locked up, hope you get your appeals, yeah

[Verse]
Twenty-nine for the books, that's a bando baby
One LB that's seven so my traphouse crazy
Still I'm outside sayin', "Fuck you, pay me"
Northwest made me, northwest paid me, yeah
OT trained me, keep it off safety
Anywhere I'm safe, G, oh-oh
I was rollin' in the sea on my Jack Jones lately
And more suitcases plеase go get plane plеase (Go get plane please, uh)
If I hand the money to you
Then you don't need to count it, yeah, I'm sure about it
The streets be kinda shady so we have no option but to keep the pole around us, oh-oh
Keep the pole around us, oh-oh
Got the shooters 'round me, oh-oh
I got the shooters 'round me, oh-oh
I'm the sensei, I make them press play
Still got my brothers 'round me and they press gauge
I'm still maintainin', both wrists, water
Both wrists rainin' (Splash, splash)