Real Shit - KuuL

You could feel this if you ever felt your head was under water

Bout ready to hit up poppy move some bricks across the border

Plug the sockets wit the yaki, scrape the pyrex and the plates

Cause my momma need a crib and I’m tryna build estates

Tired of lookin' at the projects, tryna look out to the lake

My nephews need to know the difference from just good and being great

So my life is what I offer, Know that everything’s at stake

So I’m here for everything, a little give, a lotta take

The money falls and then I leave, please somebody get a rake

I gotta take it all in, she says it’s for my own sake

When I’m thinking bout a song, she’s thinking how do we relate?

Besides minor conversation, penetration to procreate

This the major leagues baby meet me right at home base

We can fuck up the whole crib, welcome to my place

I got ya body mingled, sex is trash when you lie straight

Unless you on ya stomach wit ya ass in the air babe

I spread ya legs eagle then take off like a airplane

Give me mouth while I’m drivin, probably why I can’t steer straight

Windows up, music bumping, can’t hear none of the hearsay

You smoke and mirrors sunny, I put in work I need pay

Can’t worry bout the suckers, can’t give them guys no lead way

Cause when I hear em playin KuuL I hear em hit that replay

Real shit

I told you I would come up like it nothin'

Real shit

I told you, you would see me when I’m stunting

Real shit

I told you, you should prolly hit my line

Real shit

I told you I would leave you like it’s nothin

Real shit

Where you be when it’s happenin', not the same me back then

(Real shit)

I been in the game kid, you stuck at practice

(Real shit)

Struck out at battin', KuuL be the captain

(Real shit)

Ya album on the shelf how it be when you lack this

(Real shit)

I seen billionaire’s in New Balance and broke n****** in Balmain

Got millions on my dome daily, no dough even on your domain

Your hustle receding pimpin', go head go get you some Rogaine

I like diamonds and gold, but that rollie watch gone be so plain

A hundred bands on it, lame n***** gone say KuuL lame

I let lames talk, BM bodies call em KuuL janes

Then send em back to Cujo, cause Cujo’s a puto

Real recognize real, I’m talkin' some real shit homie you know

Real shit

I told you I would come up like it nothin'

Real shit

I told you, you would see me when I’m stunting

Real shit

I told you, you should prolly hit my line

Real shit

I told you I would leave you like it’s nothin

Real shit

Where you be when it’s happenin', not the same me back then

(Real shit)

I been in the game kid, you stuck at practice

(Real shit)

Struck out at battin', KuuL be the captain

(Real shit)

Ya album on the shelf how it be when you lack this

(Real shit)