Real Fake (feat. Laylizzy, King Cizzy & Slick Kid) Video (MV)

Lydasse Gimme That
You know its AJ on the beat

I ask the lord for forgiveness (Yeah)
I had to step on a couple of niggas cause I'm on the way to a milli (Bang, Bang)
Cause these niggas is real fake, (Mmm)
They sittin at home and theky tweeting (Gang)
If I catch them alone they ain't with it (Prrr)
If I smack em I know they be snitchin (Sheesh)
Cause these niggas is real fake (Matrecos)

Yeah, Young nino brown (Da-lhe)
Getting money money is my mistake (Okay)
Racks on Racks (Uhhh)
You can get rich off my estate (On God)
Used to have a lotta niggas with me, simply, spitting that crack, Bobby Whitney
Trying to get hand out, you can get a high five
You ain't on my side, (No, No)

It's exciting to see a nigga that move with a passion While niggas is stagnant
I decided to speak with the action, and its gloomy outside so I cannot be cappin
And you lil niggas gotta stop talking about me, nobody gon ask you what happened
And your boy is on Twitter, I know that they bitter cause they cannot get a reaction
I'm boutta walk into a dealership, money on me like I'm dealing shit
Got my old man tryna figure shit, he probably thinking I'm stealing shit
I'm met your bitch outside of the club, she probably thinking imma feed her shit
Had to go tell the bitch I'm a dog, she had to watch out for the fleas and shit
I'm leaving bitch

I ask the lord for forgiveness (Yeah)
I had to step on a couple of niggas cause I'm on the way to a milli (Bang, Bang)
Cause these niggas is real fake, (Mmm)
They sittin at home and they tweeting (Gang)
If I catch them alone they ain't with it (Prrr)
If I smack em I know they be snitchin (Sheesh)
Cause these niggas is real fake (Matrecos)

Yeah! I'm a business man, my bands up, number one spot, got the belt no pants up
No hands out but the fans got hands up, ain't nobody really want smoke no cancer
258 boys we handsome but we got the game on lock no ransom
I was ridiculed but my rands up
Gettin' bitches so-wet-tho in sandton
Look at my face
I got my eyes on the dope you can that tell I'm movin' the cake
And my dudes are insane, made a milli off one show, Call that a usual debate
That's new in the safe, ain't nobody safe with these bars niggas need a super escape
We excluding the fake, snitches get stitches
Cuttin' intruders today

I got sucka niggas in their feelings
Cuz we winnin'
Lydasse Gimme that see the stats
I got my name in the building
This is business
I be feeding hienas now watch how these niggas be vicious
Lydasse give us a beat it's delicious
Eat the beat up down it with some whiskey
Pictures I paint remind me of Da Vinci
I Believe me

I ask the lord for forgiveness (Yeah)
I had to step on a couple of niggas cause I'm on the way to a milli (Bang, Bang)
Cause these niggas is real fake, (Mmm)
They sittin at home and they tweeting (Gang)
If I catch them alone they ain't with it (Prrr)
If I smack em I know they be snitchin (Sheesh)
Cause these niggas is real fake (Matrecos)

Yeah, Young nino brown, (Da-lhe)
Getting money money is my mistake (Okay)
Racks on Racks (Uhhh)
You can get rich off my estate (On God)
Used to have a lotta niggas with me, simply, spitting that crack, Bobby Whitney
Trying to get hand out, you can get a high five
You ain't on my side, (No, No)