Yeah
Shut the fuck up!
Get out of my fuckin' face (Aj, what's poppin'?)
Present day, present time, hahaha hahaha (Get the fuck out of my face)
This is real life, not a dream
The way you move, your life ain't what it seem
'Cause this is real life, not a dream
The choppa finna blow, it finna sing
This is real life, not a dream
We at the red light, then you better scream
This is real life, not a dream
Yeah, I can tell you, life ain't what it seems
Why they all play pretend?
I know thеm boys ain't countin' no bands
I know them boys ain't countin' no bands
They all wanna be a part of thе chance
All that talkin' got me sick, yeah
They finna make me pull the blick up
How did I know that they would switch up?
But how could I ever give a fuck?
This is real life, not a dream
The way you move, your life ain't what it seem
'Cause this is real life, not a dream
The choppa finna blow, it finna sing
This is real life, not a dream
We at the red light, then you better scream
This is real life, not a dream
Yeah, I can tell you, life ain't what it seems
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This is real life, hoe, bitch, this ain't no dream
Niggas try the gang, I bet I let them choppas swing, yeah
Me and Memphy back to back, slidin' in SRTs, yeah
Nigga playin' with the money, put him on a tee, yeah
Shootin' shit, Spike Lee, diamondback, 223s
I don't want no dance when I'm in the club 'cause these Amiri jeans
I don't want no kisses from that hoe, she suckin' everything
Bitch I'm poppin' shit in real life, hoe, this not no dream
This is real life, not a dream
The way you move, your life ain't what it seem
'Cause this is real life, not a dream
The choppa finna blow, it finna sing
This is real life, not a dream
We at the red light, then you better scream
This is real life, not a dream
Yeah, I can tell you, life ain't what it seems
Get the fuck out of here
Sweet ass lil boy
Call your mama, man
Fuck