This is a song about "Real things"

Real niggas get real shit

It ain't like that

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Yeah on a beat i may say things

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Cause real niggas do real things

These chalance give me balance

Cause real niggas do real things

And i'll make things creamy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

Your destiny is a recipe for better things

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

No gimmick: real time, real heart

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Now i'm thinkin about doin some bad things