Yeah
Cash let's get it man
Yeah
Turn up
Cash
Look
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Yeah yeah
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
I be with Rellz for real
Shooting like Kd, get killed for real
Shooters go crazy off pills for real
I don't sip lean unless it's sealed for real
And I don't wanna deal for real
I jus need mill for real
Never had shit used to steal for real
Do not play with me I still a kill
Do not play with me I still a do it
Bro on parole and he still a shoot it
Ain't show up at school, they labeled me truant
Ain't worried about bitches, that shit is amusing
It's back to the bread, that's how this shit go
Battled my demons I fought with some ghosts
When I make it, it's straight to the coast
When I make it, we making a toast
Look
I get to the bag for real
Shorty gon bust, throw it back for real
She know I get cash for real
You don't wanna see me mad for real
Bitch it's free gang till he out tho
Never do shit I should prolly get out mo
If you don't want smoke, what the hell you run yo mouth fo
Ima chase a bag, you chasing after clout hoe
I think that she love me for real
The way she been acting might want me for real
But the cops trying cuff me for real
And the opps, they be scary, trying duck me for real
& That shit it be funny to me
Closed casket, there ain't nothing to see
& there's nothing for free
Trying ride my wave, you get put under the sea
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Hell nah we ain't leaving no witness
Work a bitch out, I ain't talking bout fitness
Gotta son i ain't worried bout bitches
Pistol stay close it'll handle my business
If you want you can prolly come get it
Gang with me I ain't even have to mention
Pole close better keep yo distance
If you don't someone go missing
Me and bro get together shit bussing
You get one life better live it how you want it
Whole 4 in the sprite that's nothing
We done poured up so much as a youngin
Woah
Woah
Pour me a 4
Sip that shit down, And then pour me some mo
Get off my dick, You ain't getting no dough
If folks at yo head then it's shots at yo throat
Oh Oh
No hit em he gone
Free my boy flip when he out bitch we on
Talk to me calm little bitch watch yo tone
Chops with the stick and I keep me a chrome
Charge for the feat I don't do shit for free
Been the same since a shorty, who do it like me
Ima check a bag jus do it Nike
Is he clutching on his heat hell yeah he might be
Remember hitting licks in the motherf*cking cold
I ain't never come in when I was motherf*cking told
And you can slide down if you motherf*cking bold
But you can't come around if you motherf*cking owe
Deuce deuce with me that's my motherf*cking pole
Marley ass with me that's my motherf*cking bro
Pounds came in for the motherf*cking low
Can't never be a stain on my motherf*cking soul
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Prince Cash - Foreal Lyrics
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English
Yeah
Cash let's get it man
Yeah
Turn up
Cash
Look
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Yeah yeah
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
I be with Rellz for real
Shooting like Kd, get killed for real
Shooters go crazy off pills for real
I don't sip lean unless it's sealed for real
And I don't wanna deal for real
I jus need mill for real
Never had shit used to steal for real
Do not play with me I still a kill
Do not play with me I still a do it
Bro on parole and he still a shoot it
Ain't show up at school, they labeled me truant
Ain't worried about bitches, that shit is amusing
It's back to the bread, that's how this shit go
Battled my demons I fought with some ghosts
When I make it, it's straight to the coast
When I make it, we making a toast
Look
I get to the bag for real
Shorty gon bust, throw it back for real
She know I get cash for real
You don't wanna see me mad for real
Bitch it's free gang till he out tho
Never do shit I should prolly get out mo
If you don't want smoke, what the hell you run yo mouth fo
Ima chase a bag, you chasing after clout hoe
I think that she love me for real
The way she been acting might want me for real
But the cops trying cuff me for real
And the opps, they be scary, trying duck me for real
& That shit it be funny to me
Closed casket, there ain't nothing to see
& there's nothing for free
Trying ride my wave, you get put under the sea
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Hell nah we ain't leaving no witness
Work a bitch out, I ain't talking bout fitness
Gotta son i ain't worried bout bitches
Pistol stay close it'll handle my business
If you want you can prolly come get it
Gang with me I ain't even have to mention
Pole close better keep yo distance
If you don't someone go missing
Me and bro get together shit bussing
You get one life better live it how you want it
Whole 4 in the sprite that's nothing
We done poured up so much as a youngin
Woah
Woah
Pour me a 4
Sip that shit down, And then pour me some mo
Get off my dick, You ain't getting no dough
If folks at yo head then it's shots at yo throat
Oh Oh
No hit em he gone
Free my boy flip when he out bitch we on
Talk to me calm little bitch watch yo tone
Chops with the stick and I keep me a chrome
Charge for the feat I don't do shit for free
Been the same since a shorty, who do it like me
Ima check a bag jus do it Nike
Is he clutching on his heat hell yeah he might be
Remember hitting licks in the motherf*cking cold
I ain't never come in when I was motherf*cking told
And you can slide down if you motherf*cking bold
But you can't come around if you motherf*cking owe
Deuce deuce with me that's my motherf*cking pole
Marley ass with me that's my motherf*cking bro
Pounds came in for the motherf*cking low
Can't never be a stain on my motherf*cking soul
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Cash let's get it man
Yeah
Turn up
Cash
Look
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Yeah yeah
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
I be with Rellz for real
Shooting like Kd, get killed for real
Shooters go crazy off pills for real
I don't sip lean unless it's sealed for real
And I don't wanna deal for real
I jus need mill for real
Never had shit used to steal for real
Do not play with me I still a kill
Do not play with me I still a do it
Bro on parole and he still a shoot it
Ain't show up at school, they labeled me truant
Ain't worried about bitches, that shit is amusing
It's back to the bread, that's how this shit go
Battled my demons I fought with some ghosts
When I make it, it's straight to the coast
When I make it, we making a toast
Look
I get to the bag for real
Shorty gon bust, throw it back for real
She know I get cash for real
You don't wanna see me mad for real
Bitch it's free gang till he out tho
Never do shit I should prolly get out mo
If you don't want smoke, what the hell you run yo mouth fo
Ima chase a bag, you chasing after clout hoe
I think that she love me for real
The way she been acting might want me for real
But the cops trying cuff me for real
And the opps, they be scary, trying duck me for real
& That shit it be funny to me
Closed casket, there ain't nothing to see
& there's nothing for free
Trying ride my wave, you get put under the sea
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Hell nah we ain't leaving no witness
Work a bitch out, I ain't talking bout fitness
Gotta son i ain't worried bout bitches
Pistol stay close it'll handle my business
If you want you can prolly come get it
Gang with me I ain't even have to mention
Pole close better keep yo distance
If you don't someone go missing
Me and bro get together shit bussing
You get one life better live it how you want it
Whole 4 in the sprite that's nothing
We done poured up so much as a youngin
Woah
Woah
Pour me a 4
Sip that shit down, And then pour me some mo
Get off my dick, You ain't getting no dough
If folks at yo head then it's shots at yo throat
Oh Oh
No hit em he gone
Free my boy flip when he out bitch we on
Talk to me calm little bitch watch yo tone
Chops with the stick and I keep me a chrome
Charge for the feat I don't do shit for free
Been the same since a shorty, who do it like me
Ima check a bag jus do it Nike
Is he clutching on his heat hell yeah he might be
Remember hitting licks in the motherf*cking cold
I ain't never come in when I was motherf*cking told
And you can slide down if you motherf*cking bold
But you can't come around if you motherf*cking owe
Deuce deuce with me that's my motherf*cking pole
Marley ass with me that's my motherf*cking bro
Pounds came in for the motherf*cking low
Can't never be a stain on my motherf*cking soul
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Gotta get in my bag for real
Cause I was down bad for real
Never had shit couldn't ask for real
30 with 30s keep mags concealed
Bitch I was down bad
You ain't make sure I'm straight, nah you ain't even ask
You wasn't there for me, and I ain't even mad
You left me out hanging and i ain't even sad
Writer: Corey Wyatt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid