Msrlil-C - 4 Real (feat. TeJae & Cyb.Robb) Lyrics

I'm in my bag look 4 real
Stack up that cheddar and chase it 4 real
Switching lane shit ain't the same no 4 real
All this pain all this shame got me hurting 4 real
Cause I'm in my bag look 4 real
F*ck a nigga it is what it is
In that field you get hurt or get killed
I'm better off by myself eating a meal
Cause I'm in my bag look 4 real
I'm in my bag
Yeah I'm in my bag look 4 real
I'm in my bag, bag
So tell me is you with that
I gotta run it up yeah run it up that's on my granny
Popping bottles in the club with my jits yeah that's my family
F*ck a nigga and how he feel cause they so grimy they so slimy
These niggas ain't real they say they real but they ain't soldiers
When they in that field they really squeal look we go fold ya
When pressure get applied
That's when you know
Don't run and tell and hide
Boy y'all some hoes
Let me test yo gangsta on yo soul
Them pistols go really spank ya on my soul
I see envy in yo eyes boy you a hoe
All that pop shit shooting in the sky bitch blow yo pole
I'm sick from the shoulders it's really up yeah
We can go from toe to toe I bet I'll put you up yeah
And if we go to war it's really stuck there
Let me talk my shit look why you did what you did
Smoking on that loud sipping that crown with my jigs
Quality over quantity and that's just what it is
Shit ain't the same no more shit ain't the same no more
How I'm post to do it with all this pain up inside
Looking in the sky wiping them tears from my eyes
So much shit be running through my mind
But I gotta stay strong and put my pride aside
I'm a real nigga and I stand on all tens
But don't cross me dog cause I'm
Cause it is what it is
I hustle and I grind
Stack that paper trying to ease my mind
That's why I hustle and I grind
Getting money been on my mind
I'm in my bag look 4 real
Stack up that cheddar, and chase it 4 real
Switching lane shit ain't the same no 4 real
All this pain all this shame got me hurting 4 real
Cause I'm in my bag look 4 real
F*ck a nigga it is what it is
In that field you get hurt or get killed
I'm better off, by myself eating a meal
Cause I'm in my bag look 4 real
I'm in my bag
Yeah I'm in my bag look 4 real
I'm in my bag, bag
I'm up in my bag
Shid lil nigga say where yo cash
Wish a nigga play with me, I'm empty and I ain't playing
F*ck to mans on all ten toes when I stand
Gun keep dumping sounding like a marching band when a blame
F*ck a friend
I rather be somewhere with my bitch
Counting money till I twist my wrist
Smoking on bliss
The way you hustle nigga that ain't it
F*ck yo block and f*ck yo bitch
Tell yo ratting ass daddy suck a baby dick
Don't make me show you how real it get
Yeah real quick
Don't make me send them nigga to kill shit
And everything you live with.
For me they'll steal shit
4th and goal ready to blitz shit
Pop something out the maro on a nigga and dip quick
You niggas loyal you disloyal
556 will destroy you
I ain't tripping I got a good lawyer
Money and respect is what live by
You say you got a problem come over nigga I'm real high
No reply
I been down 4 to long know it's time to chase a bag
Nigga changing like the weather so I must remain the same
Nigga chasing all this cash
And I swear it's moving fast
Only real ones in my circle and I put that on my soul
I'll never fold
Put it on my momma that I never told
F*ck a rat
Split his hat,
And that's that
Real soldiers over here
Bust his lil brain let's get this shit clear
Ain't showing no fear
End his career
It is what it is
I'm in my bag look 4 real
And chase it 4 real
All this pain all this shame got me hurting 4 real
I'm in my bag look 4 real
Stack up that cheddar and chase it 4 real
Switching lane shit ain't the same no 4 real
All this pain all this shame got me hurting 4 real
Cause I'm in my bag look 4 real
F*ck a nigga it is what it is
In that field you get hurt or get killed
I'm better off by myself eating a meal
Cause I'm in my bag look 4 real
I'm in my bag
Yeah I'm in my bag look 4 real
I'm in my bag, bag