Real as You Think (feat. Problem and Curren$y) [Produced by Cardo, Co-Produced by Beat Butcha]

Fresh off the plane
 Pittsburgh pimpin' blew up and now he got his own strain
 Diamond everything
 We tired of paying for it so we put it in our name
 To the top of where we came from is way different
 Been a boss and gon' remain
 Know the cost, I can't complain
 I'm back and rolling joints bigger than ever
 The more time I take, the better I get
 The more chains I cop, the wetter she get
 All bullshit aside but never forget
 Her bought shit before but never like this
 Blowing O's in my whip
 Writing flows, bringing pounds where we ain't supposed to
 But they don't even trip
 Name on the list, we don't wait til it come out
 Might buy every one so they don't exist
 Rolly on the wrist
 Competition try and miss
 Diamonds on my fist
 Gotta rock the coldest fix
 Glad you noticed, never seen nothing like this so they focus
 Mixing my new shit with my old shit
 White diamonds on gold
 We fell in love with how the money fold
 Hundred millions I done sold, changed souls with the stories I told
 Take it as a compliment
 When them younger niggas tell me that I'm getting old
 That mean my money mature
 Bill us on shores, having conversations with billionaires
 Skip the awards, we already there
 Just keep the chronic smoke in the air
 Model chick with long hair wearing weave cause it's easier to maintain
 My niggas come from hunger pains
 Now we all rocking two or three chains
 Versace e'rything
 Spilling our drinks, pulling out minks
 Live a life that's as real as you think
 It take a lot to keep a crew alive
 Really socialize
 Beef shit, we don't vocalize
 Keep it in overdrive
 Come through and catch a vibe
 Bitches is over fine
 G's up, stay cheesed up, smoke it then re-up
 It takes a lot to keep a crew alive
 From counting twenties and fives
 To private jets when we flying
 They can't believe us
 It take a lot to keep a crew alive
 So we keep the bottles on ice
 Staying down, still [?] the G's up
 What?
 So if I tell you something, I meant it man
 I'm not just doing this for my motherfucking health
 I ain't got time to waste
 You know that old ass saying "Time is money"
 Well I got a whole lot of money
 And I don't got a whole lot of time
 So don't mind me if I change that up
 Let me sit
 Paper been sitting up, just collecting dust
 Though my Bentley clean as fuck, super sharp
 Your bitch got cut, you mad but
 You need to analyze the game that you laid
 Had hella cracks in the frame, foundation was weak
 She peaked early
 You was a lame and proceeded to deplete your change
 Smoking weed with my gang
 Track suit tailored to feature my watch and bracelet
 My reputation speak for me, I don't really say shit
 Killer whales tip the scale, major sales
 They praying that we fail though the real prevail
 The illest niggas
 Them haters really just wishing they could kick it with us
 I swear that's why they so mad
 Chevrolet's candy painted laid on the Ave
 Hitting switches, drag the ass, sparking like a lighter
 Million dollar rap writer, full time low-rider
 A New Orleans East-sider
 All my weed designer, all my hoes are open fire
 Yep