Floe - Realer Than Real (feat. Flea) Lyrics

It's still family and loyalty
Stack ya money up for play and for lawyer fees
You barely boiling I'm like a 3rd degree
Soon as I heard the beat
Treat it like surgery surgically serving the heat
Murking anyone that I heard competes and still ain't heard a peep my homies don't work for free
Everybody worth a fee
Know ya worth got the homies screaming church
Shorty playing with my girth while I'm playing with her curves
On the verse if I'm first or I'm third
I'm the verse they prefer
Ask ya fans they concur never second rate the flow is hella great you like 2nd base yea you got a couple hits but you ain't hitting home
On the top where I'm sitting
Sitting alone aye that's how I feel
I see that they got a problem lately keeping it real
I know some niggas that's still deep in the field like they cotton picking trynna dodge a prison
Youngin never had a pot to piss in but he had a pistol and he knew how to use it
I pray for my homies I pray for my foes
Don't hang with no phonies so stay out my zone
Put in that work never say that I don't
This what they'll say on the day that I'm gone
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye
I pray for my homies I pray for my foes
Don't hang with no phonies so stay out my zone
Put in that work never say that I don't
This what they'll say on the day that I'm gone
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye
I be fresh to death I know you peeped the apparel
I need to write my will that's word to Ferrell
They story start changing when facing a barrel
Blunted with Marv in his yellow Camaro wow'ing the judges got 10's in my panels flee in my 3s bbc'ing the flannel
My shooter fit baggy you can't see the handle
So try & run up & you getting dismantled everything lit without lighters or candles
I gave her the dick since she said I'm so handsome
Walkin on beats so the feats Ima Trample google my body of work for examples
Need my discography glassed in a Mantle chasing the bags I don't have time for scandals
In designer so much I could go perform panda
In my bag all year i work more than Santa
I know my niggas is real tho no cap in our rap with the fearless flow
Drip legit they feel & they hear me bro this the winners circle I been here before
Never phased I'm in here so come catch this fade want smoke I leave shit ablazed I'm with the shits it's in my dna F L double E & I'm in the A aye
I pray for my homies I pray for my foes
Don't hang with no phonies so stay out my zone
Put in that work never say that I don't
This what they'll say on the day that I'm gone
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye
They say I'm realer than real, aye