This is a song about "Real gangsta shit"

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Real nigguhs ain't scared of shit real nigguhs take care of shit

He turned into your everyday gangsta

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Real niggas know that i am the shit

I'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit

Look in the scope, my people still a target

I don't spit nothing but 100% real shit.

You, you, you have to pay for that

Real shit is wat i right

Were running wild tonight

I live in reality, rap some real shit

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