LS_XXXX - Real n***az lyrics

[Intro] It's alotta n***as out here talking that real sh** man I hear it, but I don't see a lot of that sh** You know what I'm saying? I be outside every muhf**ing day It ain't too many real motherf**ers out there man Where y'all n***as at man? [Hook x2] Real n***as on the left of me Gang bangers on the right of me Keep the hammer on the side of me I could never let 'em slide on me I could never let 'em lie to me M.O.B, that's how I gotta be Got some real n***a policy This a street n***a lottery [Verse 1] I just caught another case, enemy of the state Now it got me ducking Jake, but I'm still f**ing with the weight Kick a door and get the safe, if that's your shorty that's debate Put the hammer in his face, ask him how that pistol taste Dirty soda in my cup, thirty thirty on my waist Put in work for the plate, turn a drum for the cake Skrt-skrt that's grace, let it cool then I wait My Metro Boomin, I'm a ba**, learned dollars not a race If it's drama pop it off, got some shooters, pop it off n***as p**y, knock it off, if he's p**y knock him off I'm on his head, they chop it off, [?] chop 'em all Hunnit shots'll drop him off, and I was shopping at the mall I ain't gotta make a call, all my n***as keep it tall p**y n***a you a fraud, send a n***a to the Lord Turn a n***a to a headline cause the p**y couldn't meet the deadline Red coupe out the red line with a backseat for the fed time [Hook x2] Real n***as on the left of me Gang bangers on the right of me Keep the hammer on the side of me I could never let 'em slide on me I could never let 'em lie to me M.O.B, that's how I gotta be Got some real n***a policy This a street n***a lottery [Verse 2] Write a verse or write a eulogy, drop a deuce and cook the beautiful You don't know what this money do to me, I been trapping like it's touring The feds tryna get a view of me, I know these pussies been pursuing me I just met her now she doing me, let her s** and now she chewing me I don't have faith in the government, democrats or the republicans [?] and then we double it, that super slow got me bubbling They ask for credit then I'm doubling, fiends at the gla**, I ain't studdering b**h set you up cause I cut her in, thirty in the whip why you hovering p**y n***as get no pa**, leave a p**y in the past Got the p**y, it was trash, all I gave her was a task Captain shoulda been in cla**, Uncle smoking outta gla** I was always good at math, make the birdies take a bath [Pre-Hook] Real n***as on my left, I could put 'em on your neck Bet they riding 'til the d**h, pull up, they just seen a mess Treat a n***a like a ref, hit the p**y with a tec It ain't all about a cheque, n***as dying for respect [Hook x2] Real n***as on the left of me Gang bangers on the right of me Keep the hammer on the side of me I could never let 'em slide on me I could never let 'em lie to me M.O.B, that's how I gotta be Got some real n***a policy This a street n***a lottery