Real Hittas

I’m running with real niggas
Nothing but real hittas
House in the hills nigga
You still gotta deal wit us
Sick of you fake hoes
And all of your fake clothes
Why do they make those
I know you relate tho!
Watch me come out of my throne
Niggas should welcome me home
Bout get back in my zone
42 or the Patron'
Hopping out beamers and benzes
I only do Ray Bans for lenses
Niggas be hurt when you winning
I saw this sh*t from the beginning
Feel like we living in hell
Free all my niggas in jail
I cannot sit in a cell
It’s just like they want us to fail
Trump ain’t no better than Bush
I give all my niggas a push
And I can put that on my hood
Just like a real nigga should
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Damn, I’m still stuck in my ways, aye
Trying to pull up in that Raif, aye
We mixing the Dusse' with the Ace, aye
Spilling Circoc by the case, aye
I’m on a level you never been ho
I’m from a place where most niggas won’t go
Free all my niggas in jail, yeah
Hope in due time you prevail, yeah!!!
I am not one for the questions
Living my life is a blessing
Most of these b*tches be stressing
And all of my niggas finessing
This for my niggas who trap hard
My homie just flexed with the Black Card
This for my whoah’s like the 6 god
My diamonds ? ‘s be jumping like Kris Kross
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