A. Nayaka - For Real Williams lyrics

(INTRO) (HOOK) In another lifetime I'll be in a gold sarcophagus Roaming through the desert like a king b**h i'm the flesh of it Hold a pound, with a hundred bands for the f**in' clan At the spot, with my man sippin' Henny poppin' Xans For Real (Verse 1) For real, for real How am I supposed to feel? How am I supposed to make it all these rappers on my dick, for real? For real, for real Jackin' all my style and sh** In it for the music, you just in it for the fame and sh** I be the kid that be runnin the ball You just the one that would never get far I would get up even after a fall You just labeled the worst of em all.. The worst of em all.. Yea, you kinda.. Straight right out the tropics It's just me and all my posse We gon' get it cause we got it Ain't nobody ever stop me Imma keep making this music Solving puzzles like a Rubik I'm your recent search on iTunes And your girl she such a nuisance But that's cool, yea I chill it with the trill sh** Homie gun it down Tone it down with the bad sh** I just do myself and stay true to the music We bringin' up a culture man, you done just abused it (Prod. Yosugi) (VERSE 2) Smokin' while i'm making sure all my flights stay attended I pull up in that Spyder Why you still f**in' that rental I'm still dressed all black And in position to attack Don't mind my rude behaviour i'm just looking for some answers Are we supposed to do this? Be fake to other people? If Rap Life was a movie, then who makes it to the sequel? Nah, for real i'm tryna' preach Shoutout to Saesar homie, Preach With that SouthJa sound we be cookin' up the heat Aye