"I'm Fo Real" lyrics
All my bitches say I act so numb
'Cause I got four birds on Christmas
I got so many birds stuffed in a rental
I might get one of them fucked off in a bando
Hey bro, we got a lot of work to do bay
I not gonna let her get in my head like crochets
I got a habit of buying my kids all the new Js
I'm just boolin' in that Phantom drinkin' on bool-aid
Okay Boo, okay motherfuckin' Boo
Let's break the rules, if I don't know you niggas, you food
Ay, grab that tool, that Lil Mexico, that wooly, wooly, wooly
Been through hell, but I'm God's gift like Kooly, Kooly
Shout out to Skooly, Skooly
My life the truthest, truthest, whoa
I'm just bickin' it with my bloods and we boolin', boolin'
A motion picture, picture my life is a movie, movie, movie
Like Shaq feet, y'all been gay
But I hope my career will take me a long way
A long way, a long way
She went and tell her friend about the way I'm hitting it
She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys
She tell her friend she was never in them Remy's
She like how the hell you put fifty-thousand in these skinnies?
Now I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real
Now I'm a boss you gotta keep me out your business
And when I hit it, I'ma get inside her kidney
I drink that lean all day, I don't have no limit
And just like Master P, change the Alley boy image
These niggas singing on their partner without a Grammy award
I'm in that 2015 fish with the sign like a fork
Yeah, and then that Masi
I rap for myself, I don't really rap for anybody
My real name Jeffrey and I ran around the lobby
I got a hundred thousand packs, who wanna buy it?
I get a geek, she be sneakin' on that molly
And I'm swagged the fuck out, I don't need a stylist
She went and tell her friend about the way I'm hitting it
She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys
She tell her friend she was never in them Remy's
She like how the hell you put fifty-thousand in these skinnies?
Now I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real
'Cause I got four birds on Christmas
I got so many birds stuffed in a rental
I might get one of them fucked off in a bando
Hey bro, we got a lot of work to do bay
I not gonna let her get in my head like crochets
I got a habit of buying my kids all the new Js
I'm just boolin' in that Phantom drinkin' on bool-aid
Okay Boo, okay motherfuckin' Boo
Let's break the rules, if I don't know you niggas, you food
Ay, grab that tool, that Lil Mexico, that wooly, wooly, wooly
Been through hell, but I'm God's gift like Kooly, Kooly
Shout out to Skooly, Skooly
My life the truthest, truthest, whoa
I'm just bickin' it with my bloods and we boolin', boolin'
A motion picture, picture my life is a movie, movie, movie
Like Shaq feet, y'all been gay
But I hope my career will take me a long way
A long way, a long way
She went and tell her friend about the way I'm hitting it
She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys
She tell her friend she was never in them Remy's
She like how the hell you put fifty-thousand in these skinnies?
Now I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real
Now I'm a boss you gotta keep me out your business
And when I hit it, I'ma get inside her kidney
I drink that lean all day, I don't have no limit
And just like Master P, change the Alley boy image
These niggas singing on their partner without a Grammy award
I'm in that 2015 fish with the sign like a fork
Yeah, and then that Masi
I rap for myself, I don't really rap for anybody
My real name Jeffrey and I ran around the lobby
I got a hundred thousand packs, who wanna buy it?
I get a geek, she be sneakin' on that molly
And I'm swagged the fuck out, I don't need a stylist
She went and tell her friend about the way I'm hitting it
She tell her friend she rock nothin' but them Jimmys
She tell her friend she was never in them Remy's
She like how the hell you put fifty-thousand in these skinnies?
Now I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real, I'm for real
Writer(s): Jeffery Williams, 2014 1017
