[Hook: AKA]
I been in the dungeon cooking up the real stuff
Stacking 50's and 100's, they gon' think I deal drugs
Two cups with the ammo, check my new collabo
North god got the whole squad dressed in camo'
Shoutout to the fam-o, that's that real love
Bitches name dropping and the topic's still us
Focus on the profit, now my pocket Big Nuz
Started from the bottom, they gon' have to kill us
Kill us, cause we some real ones
Some real ones
Yeah, ah we some real ones
Some real ones
[Verse 1: AKA]
I'm that nigga sippin' liquor blowing swisher in your face
When my fingers get the itching, I ain't talking Twitter names
See you lames don't get the picture, til I put you in a frame
I say "Mirror mirror, tell me who the realest in the game"
Tell the fuckin' truth, you ain't really what you say
You ain't really got the juice, you ain't got the Minute Maid
I'm the baddest on the planet, check the carats in my chain
But the fam is all that matters, fuck the cameras and the fame
I show you flames, accolades
My dude is Shaq, I'm number 8, we puffing mase
Your fans gon' need their money back, the fact remains
They put me up there with the greats, I'm higher grade
I been in the dungeon cooking up the real stuff
Stacking 50's and 100's, they gon' think I deal drugs
Two cups with the ammo, check my new collabo
North god got the whole squad dressed in camo'
Shoutout to the fam-o, that's that real love
Bitches name dropping and the topic's still us
Focus on the profit, now my pocket Big Nuz
Started from the bottom, they gon' have to kill us
Kill us, cause we some real ones
Some real ones
Yeah, ah we some real ones
Some real ones
[Verse 1: AKA]
I'm that nigga sippin' liquor blowing swisher in your face
When my fingers get the itching, I ain't talking Twitter names
See you lames don't get the picture, til I put you in a frame
I say "Mirror mirror, tell me who the realest in the game"
Tell the fuckin' truth, you ain't really what you say
You ain't really got the juice, you ain't got the Minute Maid
I'm the baddest on the planet, check the carats in my chain
But the fam is all that matters, fuck the cameras and the fame
I show you flames, accolades
My dude is Shaq, I'm number 8, we puffing mase
Your fans gon' need their money back, the fact remains
They put me up there with the greats, I'm higher grade
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