This is a song about "Real niggas shit"

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

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

Real street niggas they relate to me

She going to borrow some money

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team.

The cool say i'm thug

Lets spit some real shit, ugh,

All these niggas is broke shit

With g's in my pocket