Jokesta Fresh - That's Forreal (feat. Yung Rose) Lyrics

Aye aye aye

F*ck a job I need me couple mil
On the grind ain't got no time to chill
Got no time for these bitches forreal
No time for suckas or snitches forreal
That's forreal
Need two R's on the grill that's forreal
Chasin goals not a deal that's forreal
Chasin hos ain't my deal that's forreal
That's forreal that's forreal aye

Chasin money you know it's forreal
Grab a bag run it up through the field
Tell these bitches they ain't got no feelings
Lil' bitch get the f*ck out my bidness
I stay ridin bitch in my own lane,
Turnin' up smokin' up with my gang
Hittin' lics bitch we don't want no fame
We hit lics bitch usin 38s
Shoot a nigga knock him off of his faith,
Hollow tips blastin' off there's no name
Bitch niggas gon' be missin' for playin' the deala'
The weed up we smoke while yo' bitch lick the nina don't play
I go home to my bitch through the day
Get some money nigga sent through my way
Smoke some loud that shit dank from the bay
Ride with my niggas mob shit every day

F*ck a job I need me couple mil
On the grind ain't got no time to chill
Got no time for these bitches forreal
No time for suckas or snitches forreal
That's forreal
Need two R's on the grill that's forreal
Chasin goals not a deal that's forreal
Chasin hos ain't my deal that's forreal
That's forreal that's forreal aye
F*ck a job I need me couple mil
On the grind ain't got no time to chill
Got no time for these bitches forreal
No time for suckas or snitches forreal
That's forreal

Need two R's on the grill
Need two bars I'm a chill
Got two broads I'm a kill the pussy
Beat it up that's forreal
Both thick as f*ck they ain't missin' no meals
I got plug on the pills plug on the dro
Plug on the shhh keep that on the low
All of my dawgs that I knew from befo'
Some done came up in life some I can't see nomo' aye
R.I.P Hugo Free Jimmy all day
Said nobody showin love when he called me
Told him I'm a get it got him when he get out
Till then I'm a have to send the mail out
Tryna hit a fat lic send some bread out
Heads up your girl out here givin' head out
That's forreal that's forreal I ain't gotta lie
F*ck these hos gotta tell I ain't got no time

F*ck a job I need me couple mil
On the grind ain't got no time to chill
Got no time for these bitches forreal
No time for suckas or snitches forreal
That's forreal
Need two R's on the grill that's forreal
Chasin goals not a deal that's forreal
Chasin hos ain't my deal that's forreal
That's forreal that's forreal aye
F*ck a job I need me couple mil
On the grind ain't got no time to chill
Got no time for these bitches forreal
No time for suckas or snitches forreal
That's forreal
Need two R's on the grill that's forreal
Chasin goals not a deal that's forreal
Chasin hos ain't my deal that's forreal
That's forreal that's forreal aye

That's forreal aye
That's forreal aye
That's forreal aye
LIC MOB