Clams Casino - Real sh** From A Real n***a lyrics

Uh, real sh** from a real n***a! Hated on the kid since he was 13 at the broom center Stepping out literally fresh and clean from head to feet 9 tapes since 09 ain't got no choice but to remember me Got me feeling like I'm just a figment of imagination Reached 19K in downloads now all these rappers hating! You was in your room in front of yo computer masturbating While I had the glove at 20 making green like Gary Payton Lately I been feeling like respect is Not a payment Every milestone of my success they want an explanation Like how the f** he get downloads like these numbers hit? Nobody f** with em in Flint, I wonder is his sh** legit? You can check the SoundCloud FaceBook, And Twitter n***a MIAMI f**ing with me, New York FUKING with me, California f**ing with me, even Memphis f**ing with me! UK fu*kING WITH ME! You ain't f**ing with me. If you think I'm always ranting about some bull sh** That's because 99% of what you hear is pa**ion and truth. I'm the same n***a outside of this booth. The only one that wasn't scared to put the gold on his tooth! Lost some friends cause they felt like they rep was more important that the views he made obvious soon as he start recording. It's all gravy, you'll never get another song out of me so you can go against the king for what these other peasants think. My old b**h said she getting married now, but the n***a that she met up in the army. I guess desperate times calls for desperate measures, find out he f**ing you over don't call saying sorry. I'm the best out who wouldn't wanna be in my position, let off Mac 10's in the sky screaming f** a college tuition with a crowd of bad b**hes who lipstick the same color as my mixtape cover the God of Blue is not a myth! I actually exist sitting in my throne pissed cause the competition skull and bones got me moon walking with Michael. Told PAC I'll keep his Euphanasia chain in exchange for his soul to be combined with mines! & that's as real a sit gets, that's why I spit like I spit. That's why I'm angry when y'all start talking that new school sh**. Bout how the game changed and they ain't really looking for the lyrics, but when connor spit the city of Flint get the Holy Spirit? I ain't hating on the homey, I'm glad he f**ing made it, but that let me know you only get out if you picked or favored. And shout out to the n***as who ain't spoke on the situation, I understand, you wack as f** and can't get flint to back you up or download ya tape without a co sign so you take time, get on dick grind and leave the impression u moves with him, but you usin him. They call the Rap Game, Rap game for a reason, gotta play to defeat it But I stay heated and seated cause chances make champions and I'm gone take em like a blue pit to a thanksgiving full of stake em's! Bust a gun with spider webs in yo vests don't make you trill n***a! Neither do that grill, that's real sh** from a real n***a!