Intro How we be doing it for real So lets— lets do it for real Yeah for real real real real DDDaytrip took it to ten (Hey) Chorus Yeah pay my momma bills I could do that for real Grew up on Wayne and Eminem yeah I could rap for real Thumbing through racks for real Brrah take the whole 30 clip its a package deal (Uhhuh) He say he tough as nails but when he see the gun he melts She like it rough as hell may keep her to myself Pull up on the scene bust they bail wе sendin niggas to hell Youll nevеr catch me in hell cause I prayed for all my wealth Verse 1 Im off them drugs I be gone Like What type of molly he on You and all of your homies some peons You aint ever on whatever we on Sip the codeine Im getting my lean on Hundred bands on a daily basis Been around the whole wide world I done seen some places Im tryna forgive more but for some niggas I still got hatred Til the day I die if I catch them guys Ima shoot them in they faces If you wanna be close to God then you gotta know whose Satan All these demons that Im slayin niggas thinkin that Im playin When Im singing all these songs about the demons Ive been slayin Im tryna get high as Michael Jackson never ever land Remember when I was almost in a casket Wont happen again Ride round with them thangs (Brrt) Bust a nigga brain Chorus Yeah pay my momma bills I could do that for real Grew up on Wayne and Eminem yeah I could rap for real Thumbing through racks for real Brrah take the whole 30 clip its a package deal (Uhhuh) He say he tough as nails but when he see the gun he melts She like it rough as hell may keep her to myself Pull up on the scene bust they bail we sendin niggas to hell Youll never catch me in hell cause I prayed for all my wealth Verse 2 I prayed for all of this thats why Im balling Im feelin like Spalding defense and offense I dont do no talking load it up spark it off him Got powers like Austin bombing marathon in Boston hey Money coming in like every day checks cash ándale Pockets fat my bitch bad she a dragon get slayed Cut her open my dick stab in her stomach like a blade Keep wide open body bag kill that nigga let him hang Taking medicine to numb the pain Ever since they took my bros away really I aint have shit to say I done moved on to finer things The devil tryna take the rock I been playing keep away uh Chorus Pay my momma bills I could do that for real Grew up on Wayne and Eminem yeah I could rap for real Thumbing through racks for real Brrah take the whole 30 clip its a package deal (Uhhuh) He say he tough as nails but when he see the gun he melts She like it rough as hell may keep her to myself Pull up on the scene bust they bail we sendin niggas to hell Youll never catch me in hell cause I prayed for all my wealth Outro DDDaytrip took it to ten (Hey)

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