ThaVinci - That's Real (feat. Rico Zone) Lyrics

Pulling up to the scene like it's a drive-in
I got it out the mud, we was hustling and surviving
Now i got Uncle Scrooge money, bet I'm finna dive in
I'm headed to the top, so I'm Russian like Ivan
I got these n****s on the line, something like a tight end
Don't nobody owe me s***, I'mma get it right then
Come up to your spot, I'm taking over like the white men
I ain't come into this game because i might win
It's one in a million, but I'd rather take the risk
Than be the man who quit grinding after they said, "Make a wish"
And I ain't stopping 'til i make the haters buy my greatest hits
And it's so crazy that they hate me and I still got a naked wrist
I don't look at other n****s like, "It must be nice"
And while you're trying to cuff that thotty, she done f***ed me twice
Homie, you don't make the cut, you a rusty knife
S***, I know it ain't fair, but that just be life
I'm on top of my game, let em know my name
I be floating in the sky, so catch a motherf***ing plane
And that's real homie, and that's real, yeah
And that's real shorty, and that's real, yeah
I'm on top of my game, let em know my name
I be floating in the sky, so catch a motherf***ing plane
And that's real homie, and that's real, yeah
And that's real shorty, and that's real, yeah
I'm trying to get my tape to Drake, and rep that OVO
I'm trying to find the Juliet to my Romeo
And put her in a wheelchair, my d***'s Polio
She's just another asset in my portfolio
I'm addicted to this money, always trying to get a check
So if it ain't 'bout getting paid, then don't even interject
And if you say you got the ball, then I'm here to intercept
Homie we was eating before we even had a dinner set
Still got them paper plates, except now they're sitting on the whip
We done made a little change, and all these haters jumping ship
All these b****es sucking d***, cause they're trying to get a purse
And all these rappers on my line bugging me about a verse
Cause they know I'mma kill it like motherf*** a third strike
To be the king of this rap s***'s my f***ing birthright
I got so many blessings like i had a sneezing fit
And while you're asking all them questions, boy, I'm about to plead the fifth
I'm on top of my game, let em know my name
I be floating in the sky, so catch a motherf***ing plane
And that's real homie, and that's real, yeah
And that's real shorty, and that's real, yeah
I'm on top of my game, let em know my name
I be floating in the sky, so catch a motherf***ing plane
And that's real homie, and that's real, yeah
And that's real shorty, and that's real, yeah