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Forreal Lyrics by The Ichiban Don

2019

[Verse 1]
Yeah, feeling like its 7 in the morning
Sun rising, closed blinds but son shining
Grinding, Pizza Nista to these leeches
Veggie bowl cabbage attract Georgia peaches
Fly zone, now you up in my zone
My home is the westside, bitch
Palm trees, wrap trees in the woods
Stand behind whatever I believe that is good
You know? Solid individual
I don’t give a fuck bout no nigga or any bitch you knew
My hands clean, my boy
Like my kicks when I step up on the scene, my boy
This is a lean, my boy
I mean no gasoline, my boy
See.. See, I ain't got no time to cap
Take me to bread, nigga.. Roger that
Then give my girl the D like a Dodger cap
I'm no regular schmegular
Nigga, I aim for the jugular
You weak, let me rest on the 7th day
Only the truest creators respect my resume
Cool guy niggas with ya cool guy click
Got you all in check on Woo Hah shit
You all bustas, Forreal?
[Chorus]
Who you know thats betta nigga? Hunh?
Not a single soul livin', for real?
I show ya how ta do this bruh
You know I do this bruh for real
[Verse 2]
Yeah forreal, forreal
Check the stats, lil nigga
Been betta, thats all facts, lil nigga
So relax, lil nigga
Hoes down, G's up
Finna pull my sleeves up
Work.. See, we can get a little dirty
If death feeling flirty, hit yo ass with a merk
And I do it with a smirk, jerk
Fire shots, get a vest like a Wal-Mart clerk
My nigga rollback
Snow leopard, I'm a cold cat
Hold that, heat expose a nigga whole back
Two piece, paper stacked like a loose leaf
All about the bills like when a goose speaks
Duck duck, pick a nigga out a lineup
Spot em with his boys, run up on em, tell em line up
Fuck a nigga spine up
Aim for the heart, feelin' like I'm cupid with a dart
Intrusive like a fart.. I'm giving all gas
Yall niggas move like donkeys, haul ass
You all trash, all ass
Go to hell, youz a BBL
Get shot.. copycats know how to be me well
But I drop way colder.. See me hail
Now, fuck all you fake niggas with ya industry love
Taking my gems back infinity glove
Nigga, It's over
Forreal
[Chorus]
Who you know thats betta nigga? Hunh?
Not a single soul livin', for real?
I show ya how ta do this bruh
You know I do this bruh for real..
Credits
The Ichiban Don

The Ichiban Don

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