This is a song about "Ateeb was real boss"

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

Was was being real with everybody but yet was still hated

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Was it real or was it pretending?

Bun b, i’m underground king

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Is my last girlfriend was horrible like hell facing the real me

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine