This is a song about "Real mothaphukkin gs"

Cee said, oaknair finna be here

I wanna feel what's real.

Cause real niggas do real things

When you spill out hits

Bodying the beat and breaking bread with the coldest of g's

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Hopin' when this bread get here

Ghost in the hook so real

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

Believe me because this is real.

She said my love is outta here

Keep it real yo, keep it keep it real,

I try to be the guy, you think about

I like my weed real loud real loud