Tonart: C major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Yeah, huh,
F
right, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
knowin' who is real
G
Come on man, come on man,
how'd you get your
record deal?
Am
You ain't real, you ain't sell no drugs
You ain't broke, make no thugs
F
C
You is a industry plant, come on man I know you,
G
you so fraught, you, you so fraught
You, you so fraught, you make me laugh
Am
Man you make me laugh,
This is real over here
C
Nigga tell me what's the deal
Tell me if I'm not real
G
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
You can't, you can't, you can't, you can't,
Am
you can't, you can't fuck with me
Cause it's real and it's
raw and it's hard
F
An d it's bout that, bout that, bout that
C
Fall back, stop tryna be like me
Little bitch, come on,
Am
Fake nigga I'm real over here
Really been through some shit
Nigga don't make me start
How you ain't got no cash
G
How you work for this motherfucking
Uber
Eats
Am
Nigga you ain't fucking street
Nigga you is fucking broke
F
Nigga you is fucking broke
Nigga you is fucking broke
Am
C
Stop this dumb shit tryna be like me
G
Nigga you ain't out here
got nobody's
Am
Nigga you's a fucking little
dumb little nigga
F
Don't know how to even work computer
C
Boy I see right through you
G
Just fraught, just fraught, just fraught, just fraught,
just fraught, just fraught, just fraught
Am
Better, better get a job, better,
better stop tryna rap
F
Cuz you ain't gonna freakin'
put yourself on a map
C
Am
You need me, bottom line, bottom line
C
G
And top of that,
you don't even know how to grind
Am
Ha ha ha, this is just like taking
Yeah, talk about me, talk about me
C
Say I'm shady, I'm shady, I'm crazy
G
And I will punch you in these streets
Am
Be real, a mere beast is the thing
That can talk in about in these streets
Jersey
City streets
C
Nigga, get back, back, back, back
Gimme, gimme 50 feet
G
Before I have you leaking off
In these motherfucking streets
Am
I'll bitch you, nigga
Right in front of your wife
F
Come through and put some real dick
In her life, little bitch
Yeah, you are a bitch
Am
Always on another nigga's dick
Riding your big homie
F
Both of y 'all's phonies
Don't know how to run a club
Nigga, please
Nigga, I've been overseas
G
Nigga, I'm really getting cheese
Nigga, I'm really doing this
Am
F
And you out here playin', playin'
I'ma come through and I ain't
Cause when people look at you
G
All they see is a motherfuckin' prostitute
Am
I'm pippin' you, bitch
I'm pippin' you, bitch
F
And I'm bout to motherfuckin'
hit the motherfuckin' switch
C
Cut your ass fuckin' out of
your little fuckin' shot
G
Cause I know that's all I do
to get you left behind
F
Am
F
Am
You don't know how to do nothin',
F
nothin'
Mad at me cause you see I got somethin',
somethin'
C
Fake little chain and fake little friends
you know damn well you ain't got a
Benz
Am
You ain't writing no foreign,
foreign, foreign
F
And you can't even afford to wear
Ralph
Lauren
C
You're broke, you're broke,
you're broke, you're broke
G
A joke, a joke, a joke, a joke
Am
Go back to fucking jail so you
can't get your mail
F
Cause you ain't making no
money in these streets
C
Nigga, you ain't like me
Just fucking fake, fucking fake,
G
fucking fake, fucking fake
And you think I was dumb enough to
Am
give you a fucking break
Fucking snake, cut your head off,
Bitch, nigga, step aside
Mia
Beats, baby,
OSHA,
OSHA,
G
OSHA,
OSHA
Yeah, this shit is over
Am
Stop the dumb shit bout
Cause you know, nigga,
I will put that gun in your mouth
C
Fake nigga, fake nigga, fake nigga,
fake nigga, nigga
please wear these fucking jeans
Don't see that
I don't see none of that
F
I see a nigga that's broke
layin' flat on his back
C
Sorry, you is a industry plant
G
Come on, man, I know you
You so fraught, you, you so fraught
F
You make me laugh, man you make me laugh,
man you make me laugh
C
This is real over here,
G
n***a tell me what's the deal
Tell me if I'm not real, tell me,
Am
tell me, tell me, tell me
You can't, you can't, you can't, you can't,
you can't, you can't fuck with me
F
Cause it's real, and it's raw, and it's hard,
C
and it's bout that, bout that, bout that
G
Fall back, stop tryna be like me,
little bitch
F
Am
Come on, stop tryna be like me,
fake n***a
really been through some shit
C
G
Am
F
Really is, really lit
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