Real Shit (feat. Chris Webby)

Yeah
 This some mob shit
 Yeah, from the Bay Area, LA
 You already know what time it is
 That boy stingy!
 They want that old shit, I been the same this whole time (this whole time)
 I can't lie, I'm really missing '09
 Playing with the coke price
 They ain't got no stripes
 My diamonds get to dancin' in the low light
 Yeah, you buy a bag still
 I grow mine
 My backyard is a goldmine
 That fuckshit irrelevant
 Crime is adrenaline
 I still get busy, handle mine like a gentleman
 Louis V Letterman
 Gone off the sticky bun
 You got cash, baby gimme some, I'm still hungry
 Yeah I want it more than anyone
 R-Mean, let me know when the Henny come
 I got a thick bitch, bust it open baby
 All the Covid shit been fucking with my mind lately
 I'm on the grind non-stop (non-stop)
 If they growing what I'm growing I'ma buy the whole lot
 This that real shit
 Big bag, crack a seal shit
 Independent, yeah, I got my own deal shit
 If I get a bag, I'ma move it real quick
 This that real shit, baby, this that real shit
 This that real shit
 Big bag, crack a seal shit
 Independent, yeah, I got my own deal shit
 If I get a bag, I'ma move it real quick
 This that real shit, baby, this that real shit
 This that real shit
 Movements we gon' build quick
 This that R Dash and Bern
 Iron sharpen iron
 Stainless steel shit
 I be up at Cookies Melrose in some teal drip (cookies)
 With these diamonds that be blindin', have you on some Braille shit
 Paid my dues and showed you real grit
 Shouts to B-Real for no fuckin' reason except for being real, shit
 It's hard to keep up, I be smokin on my own pace
 Bern, I got the Henny, Nas just send us a whole case (Henny)
 Salute the God
 Ya'll be throwin' 'em sevens
 I'm blessed to be in the presence of these legends soaking up lessons
 I'm respected by some GOATs (GOATs)
 Fuck whoever hates (real)
 Opinions of some strangers?
 Fuck outta my face (fuck outta here)
 I don't deal with losers
 Only build with bosses
 Got some steal grip shooters
 That don't feel shit, cautious (cautious)
 I salute my brothers real quick
 Bern, I appreciate this opportunity and that's some real shit
 This that real shit
 Big bag, crack a seal shit
 Independent, yeah, I got my own deal shit
 If I get a bag, I'ma move it real quick
 This that real shit, baby, this that real shit
 This that real shit
 Big bag, crack a seal shit
 Independent, yeah, I got my own deal shit
 If I get a bag, I'ma move it real quick
 This that real shit, baby, this that real shit (yeah)
 This sound like early 2000s, like I'm ridin' to Cam
 Purple Haze on replay, gettin' high in the van
 Back when me and the homies would throw down five on a gram
 Long before dispensaries controlled supply and demand
 Yeah, 'em simpler times, wish I could hit the rewind
 In that VHS machine that live in my mind
 Back when getting signed was the biggest dream that we had
 Now I'm signed to myself and I can see that they mad
 I get the bag yeah that Scrooge McDuck dough
 Excuse the gusto
 My dude I'm just so
 Happy that I made it, mama look at your son go
 Watch the fans singin' every word in the front row
 Just here with a blunt rolled and thinkin' 'bout life
 And that real shit, the only shit I ever write (real shit)
 So just hit me when you cookin' R
 Berner bring that cookie jar
 We gon' show 'em how we took it far
 Real shit (Webby)