Who’s Real? Tion Wayne

[Intro]
(You play too much, ahahaha)
Yo, yeah
T-Wayne from the 9, yo

[Verse 1]
I met a guy in jail, so low, he strang up
Now, my money feel longer than bang up (Yeah)
Old school, them times, them neeks got slap-up (Boom)
Now, I just spend Ps for the ammo
Rich presidential, Barack Obama (Money)
We was in the ding-dong playin' Shola Ama (Bang)
It hurts that I got my Gs in the slammer (Uh-huh)
But I'll send their mum Ps, no wahala (Hala)
But I swear, this weren't the life that I want bro (Nope)
I don't wanna see my kids on the block, no (Uh)
True, I left the wing back like Alonso (Yeah)
No more feds at my front door (Nope)
Nowadays if it ain't bust, you ain't impressin' 'em (Uh)
Remember days shank on a bus, tryna get anyting (Anyting)
Old Gs hit up my block 'cah I ain't friends with 'em (Pussy)
Still, you can come see me in Edmonton (Bang)
'Cah I put the 9 on the map
Seven figures sold, strugglin' for time for a slag (Uh-huh)
Turnz had a gun, so he got time in the slam' (Yeah)
Man ah hit me strong, so I put my mind into rap (Into rap)
Lift a hundred bags in my flip, yo (Yeah)
Niggas tryna make it out off of crypto (Haha)
Was rockin' AJ, way before Klitschko
American girl (Yo) said she love my lingo