Way Too Real

[Intro: BigWestt]
Uh-huh
Go, go

[Verse 1: BigWestt]
Fuck all the pussy poppin' rat, lil' bitch, just be yourself
Once you start livin' in your truth, then you gon' free yourself
Shit, they ain't wanna give me no plate, I had to feed myself
Don't need no nigga to blow me up, I only need myself
Bitch dropped to her knees and looked up and seen the Drank God
Skyrise in Miami, gettin' high, and I just thank God
Told my dog I'll flip a couple of them checks workin' that same job
I don't think none of these bitches real, they really strange and odd
Comin' out the West, but on the East, they like to ice it up
How the fuck that nigga ain't bust you down and he still piped you up?
How the fuck them same niggas that's laughin' the ones that hyped you up?
I know they tryna block my shine, still leave 'em blind as fuck
Crackas want my name in black and white, but I'm just way too real (Uh-uh)
Bitches tryna copy off my work, they try to trace my scale
Plenty times they told me that I would and always knew I will
Plenty times my city turned they back, but I'ma put on still
Real raw boss bitch, I'm callin' it hustle music
If I tell the time to diss 'em back, they'll find it amusing
Family hate that I ain't spendin' no time to hate the path I'm choosin'
You came back home without a bag, this ain't the shit I'm boostin'

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
I hit the road with pills and lean, this the risk I'm choosin'
Hundred thousand standin' in my jeans, all strips, I'm coolin'
Hit the streets with all the P's, gotta hit my jeweler
Told him I want ice to move a bitch, got a wrist like Luda's
How the fuck you say you feed the team and need a pack?
How the fuck them niggas ran off with your cheese and you was strapped?
Like why the fuck is niggas ridin' G and it ain't catch?
We put cheese on niggas' hats, put this streets shit on my back
Real pint seller, you ain't got no pape' to look like me, that's what your ice tell us
Spent two hundred racks on my new ring and my ho ice bezel
Told that ho, "What's crackin'? Come with me, I'll make your life better"
Never had no trap, them niggas rats, you know they like tellin'
And be dick riders
These niggas groupy like these bitches while we've been slimy
Always had my stick by me, nigga, and I'm rich finally
A real boss, fuck a worker, niggas spit shiners (Work)