[INTRO]
Welcome to Realitary Records
I'm your CEO {{Crank Lucas} }
So you want a job, huh?
You think you ready?
Alright. Well, go over there and tell 'em...
Go ahead and fly me in [x8]
[HOOK x2]
I said, I turn everything into a job (yeah I do)
Working taking no days off (yeah I do)
Grinding is a hobby, better yet a habit
Broke is not an option, I just gotta have it
[VERSE 1: Crank Lucas]
They call me Floman (yup) the Barbarian
Cause I be bar-buryin' rappers all over Maryland
I'm all over post-up where you can't
I'm an envelope, every where I go I'm stamped
This is training day, coppin' for the low, stop peddlin'
Double back, re it up, that's the hustler's regimen
My sh** goes {{b-r-r-r-r-r-r-r} }, when I'm countin' my bread
n***as see them stacks they jealous like dry breads
Work raps, two raps, three raps, four
Realitary is an army on a world wide tour
We hustle cause we have to, fly cause we like to
Money's so precious, Jai White like Michael
No sh**, I love being me
I should change my name to Run DMV
I'm damn near perfect, but nobody is
You n***as got a lot to learn, but nobody's quizzin'
[HOOK x2]
Go ahead and fly me in [x8]
[VERSE 2: Crank Lucas]
I gets busy, I gets money then gets boogie to the
Crib with, I gets bombin gets p**y got
Two twin broads named Karen and Sharon
Together they sharin to care for this dick
Now I'm thinkin' I should teach these b**hes hustlin'
Cause s** sells and my music ain't f**in' 'em
Naw, I'm tryin' to get rid of these hoes
Where I lay my head is my home but I don't live in these hoes (get it?)
They call me 'X', 'Honey', or 'Dash Q'
Speakers like a jail cell, hundred bars pa** through
Cookin' in the lab is like cookin' in the kitchen
I'm heating up the microwave but you gonna do the dishes
You more thorough than the hitman (f** that)
You n***as got no guts like blunt wraps
Put your bread up and maybe I'll battle ya
I drive Dodge Challengers, I don't dodge challenges
[HOOK x2]
Go ahead and fly me in [x8]