Pre$ident Gen - Real sh** lyrics

(Hook) You can't tell me sh** b**h I already know im the sh** b**h Young n***a living like a rockstar Hell yea my life lit Like a can of pringles I stack a lot of chips I just left my b**h and got a badder b**h I be in the hood with my savages I be counting up like its calculus Lowkey fell in love with the activist I ain't average im extravagant n***as know im rockin they know what time it is I told mom dukes that we go be rich Still the same n***a I could never switch Keep some blue faces but im not a crip I can pimp a hoe but im not a pimp I used to be broke But thank God im fixed (Verse) I start getting money And start losing friends My junkies my #1 fan Its by any means to feed my fam I bet you i'll run up them bands I be so high I dont know when i'll land South Tryon USA b**h we going worldwide its time to expand Its only plug n***as and k**er n***as in my camp See I do not have a heart And I do not need a transplant Most my life I was misunderstood I dont think that you'll ever understand Used to post up on the block Just like Kevin Durant Now im tryna get a crib by the water & sand f** is you saying (Verse) I always run to the money Hell yea I got good cardio Still a up on a n***a Just like Super Mario Keep it real at all times sh** n***a thats really all I know Been a real n***a you can check my portfolio I star was born November 4th Hell yea b**h ima Scorpio Everything I drop is flames My new sh** surely scorching bro Dollar signs the only key that opens every f**ing door Whatever you need boy we got it for the low Trap always open yea its never closed Who real & who fake only time will show Until then its just me and my pole Book a n***a for a show And i'll straight up rock n roll I guess you can blame where im from but Im sorry I can't trust a soul Rappers be so lame they got sell they souls City made me how I am ,, My heart is so cold (Hook) You can't tell me sh** b**h I already know im the sh** b**h Young n***a living like a rockstar Hell yea my life lit Like a can of pringles I stack a lot of chips I just left my b**h and got a badder b**h I be in the hood with my savages I be counting up like its calculus Lowkey fell in love with the activist I ain't average im extravagant n***as know im rockin they know what time it is I told mom dukes that we go be rich Still the same n***a I could never switch Keep some blue faces but im not a crip I can pimp a hoe but im not a pimp I used to be broke But thank God im fixed