Real

(Pooh, you a fool for this one) (Go Grizz) From the north to the south, from the hard to the soft From the tails to the law, I'm a real deal boss From a crumb to a brick, from a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks, I'm the real deal shit From the north to the south, from the hard to the soft From the tails to the law, I'm a real deal boss (it's Gucci) From a crumb to a brick, from a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks, I'm the real deal shit Cutlass with the buttless, 'Rari 2026 20 years later, nigga, still in the mix I don't owe a nigga nothing, but I'm stepping in the Ricks And I don't fuck with Joe Budden 'cause he be on a nigga dick Jacob watch, one million dollars, that's what's on my wrist (it's Gucci) How I dropped the whole label, but he still rich? I don't want no bougie ho, I need a hood bitch And I don't want that old, I need that young, raw shit And better nobody, nobody fuck with my bricks (huh?) Million-dollar nigga, still fucking thot shit Jackers got my trail, pushing like a mosh pit And shawty want some love, but I just want that ostrich From the north to the south, from the hard to the soft From the tails to the law, I'm a real deal boss From a crumb to a brick, from a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks, I'm the real deal shit From the north to the south, from the hard to the soft From the tails to the law, I'm a real deal boss From a crumb to a brick, from a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks, I'm the real deal shit I'm laughing at you suckas, y'all got funny money, buster I gave that bitch a hint to leave, but I didn't wanna rush her Choppas straight from Russia, country boy, came from Augusta Pack cleared customs, now everything custard I don't care about none of these niggas, I don't discuss them Used to be a good girl, now that bitch disgusting (yeah) What happened to that big mouth nigga? (Shh), I hushed him Nigga thought he was untouchable 'til I touched him And better nobody, nobody fuck with my bricks (it's Gucci) Million-dollar nigga, still fucking thot shit (huh?) Jackers got my trail, pushing like a mosh pit And shawty want some love, but I just want that ostrich From the north to the south, from the hard to the soft From the tails to the law, I'm a real deal boss (it's Gucci) From a crumb to a brick, from a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks, I'm the real deal shit From the north to the south, from the hard to the soft (yeah) From the tails to the law, I'm a real deal boss From a crumb to a brick, from a zip to a split From a bird to the bricks, I'm the real deal shit (wow)