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[Intro: Dnaps the King]
Nigga is you serious? You pick my ass up in a muthafuckin' box on wheels, take me to a goddamn raggedy ass applebee's AND THEN you can't even pick up the muthafuckin check? I thought you was a rapper! Broke ass nigga!

[Verse 1: Dnaps the King]

'Scuse me while I do my thing
Mooty be the new regime
All a nigga ever known was broken hearts and foolish dreams
Drama got me doin beans
Mama got me queued to scream
Callin me a loser if it's true im blaming you for genes
I'm just tryna cash out
Used to pine at Matt's house
But soon as them rents
Caught that scent
Kicked our ass out
And all them nights I passed out I prolly shoulda passed up
I would go back to class but
I ain't even pass bruh
Wish I could go back to (ta)
Whippin' in that max-ma
And sittin in that pass-ga (passenger)
My niggas in that back, bus
Different from that a-duh
Lescence now we a-dults
All we got is hope
Like our folks
When they had us
Never had much
Always had a song
Words for which I'd get from when them bitches did me wrong
And I always said these niggas would get thrown from the throne
Just as soon as I get out my parents' home and I'm gone

[Hook]

If I could talk to god, I would prolly say
I been workin' hard, ain't my money on the way?
I could die tomorrow, shit I'll prolly die today
Realest nigga till I'm gone, then the realest in the grave

If I could talk to god, I would prolly say
I been workin' hard, ain't my money on the way?
I could die tomorrow, shit I'll prolly die today
Realest nigga till I'm gone, then the realest in the grave

[Verse 2: J.R. Carrera]

(Young Fidel Castro, got yo bitch wetter than my back is)

Vision of utopia
You chasing opiums
Cravin' some euphoria
It's crazy bruh
I been actin crazy huh
Skippin class, chasin' ass is typical
You a teen rapper, first you gotta fix your syllables
Its simple son
Sip a ton
Rap about the shit you done
Live and love
Get fucked up
Don't stop till you get enough
Then come back to reality
Chasing fallacies to please the inner child in me
I think its time to flip the switch
And rap about some real shit, some real shit

[Breakdown: Dnaps The King]

Get this money
I'ma get this money
When i get this money won't no nigga take it from me now
Get this money
We gon get this money
When we get this money ain't a damn thing funny now

[Hook]

If I could talk to god, I would prolly say
I been workin' hard, ain't my money on the way?
I could die tomorrow, shit I'll prolly die today
Realest nigga till I'm gone, then the realest in the grave

If I could talk to god, I would prolly say
I been workin' hard, ain't my money on the way?
I could die tomorrow, shit I'll prolly die today
Realest nigga till I'm gone, then the realest in the grave

[Outro: Dnaps the King]

In life, all you really got is your word, and your niggas. You heard the song, I'd say my word's pretty dope... And my niggas? Ain't NOBODY fuckin' with my niggas... Nights like these, you really just gotta sit back and ask yourself, "what do I want in life?" I don't know about you, but shit... I want it all