7 GRANDY - The Real Me Lyrics

It's the real me
My heart's so cold, it's so icy
I've been gettin' high, it's so pricey
Baby, roll one up, yeah (Yeah)
Smokin' that reefa (Yeah)
I've been gettin' high like Wiz Khalifa (We get high)
I'm with the gang for life, no I can't leave 'em
Eat the pussy up like it's Maltesers (Eat it up)
In my dreams (Yeah)
F*ck me in my dream
I can't sleep
Yeah, I took a key
I can't leave
I'm in this shit so deep
What do you mean?
Why you f*ckin' with the fiends? (Yeah)
I'm a future superstar
On the grind and I'll go far
I just want a fancy car
I'ma hit it in the Shard
Want that Rollie on my wrist
Birkin bag for my new bitch
Worked so hard, I'll have a fit
Just so I can get this drip
Places that I wanna go
From the 7, rep the 4
Double cup, I poured a four
Rollin' up and smokin' cones
I'm the highest in the room
I just wanna make some tunes
I've got everything to lose
I've just got myself to prove (Yeah)
I can be better (Oh, yeah)
This bitches mood changin' like the weather
But when she shakin' that arse, she badder than ever
I wanna get rich and buy her Gucci leather
Do it for my bros
Demons take my soul
I'ma do the most
You already know
This my heart and soul
Baby, hit my phone
Don't leave me alone
I wanna take you home
Keep you in the warm
Why you in the cold?
It's not safe at all
Why'd you have to go?
Pick you up when you fall
I'll answer all your calls
I'ma do the most