Real (Remix)

[Intro]
Brrrr
Free my gang, Wass Gang
Robin Banks
(Yung Hydro Beatz)
Ohh-ohh-ohh
Yeah, blow cheddar
He a go-getter
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-Yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Alotta niggas wanna murk me
So I'm ridin' around dirty (Skrr)
Killers all around me
But my Glock is holding 30 (Pew)
Told mom, "I'm goin' OT"
I'm good, hooyo, don't worry
I gotta get these bands
Ain't no one get em' for me
So cold in these streets
That Tre Pound give me heat
I move quiet, I move discreet
I move the white, I move heat
I'm just tryna make it before they get me
But it feel like my city just won't let me

[Verse 1]
Police shuttin' down my shows
Promoters gettin' paranoid
I say we some cool niggas
They say we some bad boys
All I hang is with trap niggas
All I hang is with Jack Boys
Bare face, no mask boy
It's your life, not your packs, boy
Shootin' like Stephen Curry (Pew-Pew)
But I'm ballin' like LeBron though
Free bro Numba 30
And free up Big Huncho
Slime, IMG, UTM
If you see me then you see them
My Woodz niggas SOS
My Jungle niggas FCF
Everybody tellin' me to leave these niggas
Like Robin Banks, he don't need these niggas
You must be crazy, you must be crazy
They my blood bros, yeah, I bleed these niggas

[Chorus]
Alotta niggas wanna murk me
So I'm ridin' around dirty
Killers all around me
But my Glock is holding 30
Told mom, "I'm goin' OT"
I'm good, hooyo, don't worry
I gotta get these bands
Ain't no one get em' for me
So cold in these streets
That Tre Pound give me heat
I move quiet, I move discreet
I move the white, I move heat (Yeah-Yeah)
I'm just tryna make it before they get me (Get me)
But it feel like my city just won't let me (Ahh)

[Verse 2]
Hooyo on her grind
Aabo, he don't know me
He was never there
A typical mother story
Surrounded by fake people
I wish somebody told me
R.I.P. to my old me
I'm always by my lonely
Only rockin' with my crodies
I remember my ball days
Now I'm gettin' rich out them hallways
Used rock [?]
Now it's Balmains for the hard days
"I'm a real nigga"
Yeah, nigga, that's what they all say
Yeah, nigga, that's what they all say
You riding' under the influence (Skrr)
Hit you with a DUI
I'm just tryna get hella rich
You preein' me
You pree, why?
When the strap blam he gotta go (Pew-Pew)
Turn a nigga from Adee Salaam to John Doe (Pew-Pew, Pew-Pew)

[Chorus]
Alotta niggas wanna murk me
So I'm ridin' around dirty
Killers all around me
But my Glock is holding 30
Told mom, "I'm goin' OT"
I'm good, hooyo, don't worry
I gotta get these bands
Ain't no one get em' for me
So cold in these streets
That Tre Pound give me heat
I move quiet, I move discreet
I move the white, I move heat
I'm just tryna make it before they get me
But it feel like my city just won't let me

(Yung Hydro)