K-Major - Everything Real lyrics

[Hook] Real n***as, real ice Real sh**, real life Everything real on my side Everything real on my side Foreign whips, foreign clothes Foreign b**hes, foreign hoes Everything real on my side Everything real on my side [Verse 1] Shout out to Avion, you keep my neck dripping Blue hunnids, red fifty's, all my money set tripping Been like Crips and Bloods, we hit the club and rip the club Y'all n***as can't sit with us Cause I'm in VIP rocking Givenchy Bad b**hes, I bring 'em out like TIP Jay-Z, go AP, VVS stones n***as can't breathe cause I'm the heir to the throne I ain't got no challenges, I tell 'em get the hell out and dodge Cause I only keep foreign coupes in my garage Feeling like Meek Mill, I woke up to a ménage Like damn, it was just a ma**age A while ago but she like making n***as uncomfortable The mouth was amazing, p**y incredible Don't worry 'bout n***as cause they all set at you You know that they jealous, look how they look at you These n***as be talking sh** in they interviews But when they come to see me, ain't none of that Come on, f**ing with a kid that'll split your wig Run up in your crib when you with your kids Don't do it, don't do it Tell your a** again, n***a, don't do it You saying that you real, we gon' hold you to it Oh you saying that you real, we gon' hold you to it [Hook] Real n***as, real ice Real sh**, real life Everything real on my side Everything real on my side Foreign whips, foreign clothes Foreign b**hes, foreign hoes Everything real on my side Everything real on my side [Verse 2] Came in the club with many men Cause I got power like 50 Cent Flexing on these n***as like in the gym A n***a eating good but I'm looking slim But I'm doing doughnuts in that 458 Tryna get a crib in like all 50 states More money, more problems, more hate Hit 'em with that dirty 8, make a n***a home shake If you wanna dance Got the new blue hunnids sitting in my pants And she gon' bust it open when I throw them bands Said she wanna f** with me, well, that's the plan Follow me, baby girl, I make hits for moolah, might promote my sh** And once he put me on, we gon' all be rich Tell the bartender, yo, she got' s** my dick If she don't f** me good then she don't get no tips and that's real [Hook] Real n***as, real ice Real sh**, real life Everything real on my side Everything real on my side Foreign whips, foreign clothes Foreign b**hes, foreign hoes Everything real on my side Everything real on my side Real n***as, real ice Real sh**, real life Everything real on my side Everything real on my side Foreign whips, foreign clothes Foreign b**hes, foreign hoes Everything real on my side Everything real on my side