Testo Real Deal - E Bangga
Testo della canzone Real Deal (E Bangga), tratta dall'album Real Deal
These ain't knock offs (these ain't knock offs)
These the real deals (these the real deals)
You're nodding off, take a chill pill (take a chill pill)
I stack my bread, I ain't waiting on the deal (I ain't worried 'bout it, no)
Life a ride, keep your hands on the wheel (life a ride)
You know what they say? (Huh), shit get real (shit get real)
Get money (yeah), I ain't stuck in my feels (yeah)
Look up, yeah, it's eyes in the hills
Expect less, not everyone real (not everyone real)
The path least traveled, that's the cash route (cash)
Unirrational thoughts so he'll get by now (wow)
Doing math in the lab (yeah), we'll take what we find out (take what we find out)
I don't write down, lil mama, look and bite down (bite down)
This a light sound
Flash on your camera when you take it (flash)
Life is in the hands of the gods in the making (yeah, yeah)
Life is a ride, so just pray that you make it
Aim straight with the blower, I ain't say be adjacent (pow, pow, pow)
Got dogs unfiltered
They'd probably take it with a rugger (with a rugger)
I like your style, remind me of Freddy Krueger (Krueger)
Played me wrong, oh, now I'm the over-doer (the over-doer)
Soar with winners, we can't have no soar losers (no soar losers)
These ain't knock offs (knock offs)
These the real deals (the real deals)
You're nodding off (yeah), take a chill pill (chill pill)
I stack my bread, I ain't waiting on the deal
Life a ride, keep your hands on the wheel (on the wheel)
You know what they say? (Huh) shit get real (shit get real)
Get money, I ain't stuck in my feels (I ain't stuck in my feels)
Look up, yeah, it's eyes in the hills
Expect less, not everyone real (not everyone real)
Open my eyes, all I see is glory gold (glory gold)
She a whore so she want a glory hole (glory hole)
I just get to the bread, that's the cheese doe (that's the cheese)
I just look at my wrist and it's snow cone (I'm shining)
We got mixtapes, promise it's a good look (it's a good look)
We got yellow tapes, I'm telling you don't look (you don't look)
She been riding for me way before Kelly Blue Book
Dope dick, that's why your bitch hooked (why she on)
That's why she on my line (yeah)
That's why she on the phone (phone, phone)
Getting too throwed (getting throwed)
Down to sell her soul (her soul)
Did it for the low
Now she get low (get low)
If she move a load (load)
She more than a bro (yeah)
I like your style (I like), I like your swagger
If I see her once again, I'ma have to bag her
I'ma tell her back up, I'ma tell her back up (back up)
I'ma tear her back up (tear her back up), I'ma tell her back up
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