Lyrics to For Real
No love in this shit
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Yeah)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
Anto back on this shit, yeah, Anto back on this shit (Yeah)
I'm fuckin' on your bitch, uh-yeah, yeah, I'm fuckin' on that bitch (Huh?, huh?, huh?, yeah)
Yeah, Anto don't give no fucks anymore (Huh?), Yeah, Anto on this shit you already know (Ayy)
Anto on the fuckin'-fuckin' flow, you already know, woah-woah-woah
I'm gettin' the money the dough, dough, okay, Anto on this shit and I'm on the fuckin' flow
I'm fuckin' on your ho' and I don't give no fucks anymore (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a pass this to Will, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a pass this to—
From the streets to thе stage, we bring the hеat, no doubt
Gotta watch your back, 'cause the opps always lurkin' about
Movin' in silence, we move like a shadow in the night
We move in the night like we killers
We move in the night like we drillas
Stay strapped, ready to blast, we ain't afraid to fight
Drillin' through the beats, we bring the raw and the gritty
Yeah, we bring the raw and gritty
She wanna fuck 'cause she doin' the griddy
And I'm on this shit, 'cause I'm not fuckin' Diddy
Every bar hits hard, leave 'em shook in the city
Yeah, we leave 'em shook in their own city
She wanna fuck on Anto 'cause she litty
She wanna fuck on Anto 'cause I'm litty
She wanna fuck on Anto 'cause she be in the city
Anto on this shit, I bring her to pound town
No, yeah, Anto on this shit, wow, wow
Yeah, Anto on this shit like "I don't know?"
Anto on this shit like wow, wow, okay
We rep the block, the hood, where the struggle is real
Survival of the fittest, we grindin' for the deal
No time for fakes
Yeah, no time for fakes, 'cause they fake in this shit
Snakes in this bitch, snakes in the grass (Huh?), snakes in the bitch (Mhm, mhm)
Snakes in the bitch, yeah, I don't trust a snake, 'cause they a bitch
Anto on this shit, we get lit, Anto on this shit, 'cause we the shit
Anto on this shit, 'cause we the fuckin' shit, in this bitch, yeah, we're the shit, no diarrhea, we killin' yo career, and I don't give no fucks anymore, 'cause I'm him, yeah, I'm him, for real
They say my verses are fire, I spit flames
All this ice cost like 20 on my neck from Johnny Dang (For real)
Nigga talking' off the top, we have to leave him stained
Aren't nobody had my back when I was Walkin' through the rain
All these beats I'm still in pain (For real)
Every Glock I'm a cop, still got a beam because I got aim
Nigga talking' over the top, he isn't nothing' but a bitch, I got range
Chop off the window, with 'me .223's Tryna bust a Nigga brain (For real)
This shit is way too easy, everything come off the dome
Ninja talkin' over the top we put a hole in his home (For real)
I can't wait to hit Johnny Dang, spend 'bout 20 on my teeth
Nigga talk on some gangster shit, I'm Tryna pushes some shit to sleep
Every time when we spin the block, we are putting' some to deceased
Cause, he was talking' stuff off the top
We had to put him on the knee
A.R.P. hole through the threes
I'm tryna find out where he sleep (For real)
For real
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Yeah)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
No love in this shit (Mhm)
Anto back on this shit, yeah, Anto back on this shit (Yeah)
I'm fuckin' on your bitch, uh-yeah, yeah, I'm fuckin' on that bitch (Huh?, huh?, huh?, yeah)
Yeah, Anto don't give no fucks anymore (Huh?), Yeah, Anto on this shit you already know (Ayy)
Anto on the fuckin'-fuckin' flow, you already know, woah-woah-woah
I'm gettin' the money the dough, dough, okay, Anto on this shit and I'm on the fuckin' flow
I'm fuckin' on your ho' and I don't give no fucks anymore (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a pass this to Will, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a pass this to—
From the streets to thе stage, we bring the hеat, no doubt
Gotta watch your back, 'cause the opps always lurkin' about
Movin' in silence, we move like a shadow in the night
We move in the night like we killers
We move in the night like we drillas
Stay strapped, ready to blast, we ain't afraid to fight
Drillin' through the beats, we bring the raw and the gritty
Yeah, we bring the raw and gritty
She wanna fuck 'cause she doin' the griddy
And I'm on this shit, 'cause I'm not fuckin' Diddy
Every bar hits hard, leave 'em shook in the city
Yeah, we leave 'em shook in their own city
She wanna fuck on Anto 'cause she litty
She wanna fuck on Anto 'cause I'm litty
She wanna fuck on Anto 'cause she be in the city
Anto on this shit, I bring her to pound town
No, yeah, Anto on this shit, wow, wow
Yeah, Anto on this shit like "I don't know?"
Anto on this shit like wow, wow, okay
We rep the block, the hood, where the struggle is real
Survival of the fittest, we grindin' for the deal
No time for fakes
Yeah, no time for fakes, 'cause they fake in this shit
Snakes in this bitch, snakes in the grass (Huh?), snakes in the bitch (Mhm, mhm)
Snakes in the bitch, yeah, I don't trust a snake, 'cause they a bitch
Anto on this shit, we get lit, Anto on this shit, 'cause we the shit
Anto on this shit, 'cause we the fuckin' shit, in this bitch, yeah, we're the shit, no diarrhea, we killin' yo career, and I don't give no fucks anymore, 'cause I'm him, yeah, I'm him, for real
They say my verses are fire, I spit flames
All this ice cost like 20 on my neck from Johnny Dang (For real)
Nigga talking' off the top, we have to leave him stained
Aren't nobody had my back when I was Walkin' through the rain
All these beats I'm still in pain (For real)
Every Glock I'm a cop, still got a beam because I got aim
Nigga talking' over the top, he isn't nothing' but a bitch, I got range
Chop off the window, with 'me .223's Tryna bust a Nigga brain (For real)
This shit is way too easy, everything come off the dome
Ninja talkin' over the top we put a hole in his home (For real)
I can't wait to hit Johnny Dang, spend 'bout 20 on my teeth
Nigga talk on some gangster shit, I'm Tryna pushes some shit to sleep
Every time when we spin the block, we are putting' some to deceased
Cause, he was talking' stuff off the top
We had to put him on the knee
A.R.P. hole through the threes
I'm tryna find out where he sleep (For real)
For real
