Came Wit the Posse - Ace Hood

Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me And I don't give a fuck who don't. (Repeat x3) (Wale) Yeah, uh, okay Real niggas fuck wit us Fuck u if u feelin different Fuck u phony diamonds, fake bitches, and u lil get wits Prince georges to the district, I be there cause I live it Bought this shit from tuition, a couple years back aint seen my vision. Runnin this bitch like I do not care, O.G. nikes my shoes so rare Whole lotta haters wanna fight I swear, cause a nigga main jawn wanna do my hair Twist me up, let me crank, rub my back, then let me lay, give me dome, then let me skate Yall bullshittin still goin off gates (Fat trel) I remember when I used to bust a mac wit my eyes closed Then time rode, shawty choppin plus she get it showed You tryn cop, I don't know u nigga, I don't know You shop for hoes, I be searchin for them calicos Police be lurkin I be swearvin in the Tahoe Im still young, still thuggin, I do what u don't And u do what u can, make u less of a man His wife would fuck wit me and really he don't understand (Lil wayne sample) Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me And I don't give a fuck who don't. (Repeat x3) (Black cobain) Hi hater, a rivederci its Co-bizzy Hands on the paper, so far gone like I know Drizzy They talk about me, but they count live wit out me, I send my haters x and o's, that's how u feel about me I aint bullshittin wit rap, we handle matadors, the CP3 I just rap game, I bet my nigga score Flossy in my chip and peps, bitches and they neutrocepts My bitches ballin to the mya moore's, YES Im way better than all of them, way better than all of them Mr. I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin him Hate is the new love, wait, hate is the new drug I body every beat and tell em bet they black suits up Mr. Folarin said he got me trill rockin too, This the board administration nigga who the fuck are you? Pass me the purp, imma smoke to this Getting money, duckin hatas, nigga I aint loafin biiitch Cobain (Lil wayne sample) Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me And I don't give a fuck who don't. (Repeat x3)

I cut my hair off, I wore a tie Woke up at 7:00, came home at 5:00 for a while I traded whiskey for Miller Lite And I know your mama calls me polite Mr. Right Aw, but that ain't right 'Cause I always gotta know what's behind the other door I'm never gonna be that straight-laced, Sunday-morning man you were looking for Nobody's ever tied me down in a clapboard house With some kids and a bed of roses But you came the closest We never married 'cause I never asked I left the diamond under the glass Someday you'll be glad 'Cause you'll find somebody who shaves every day When your dad comes around, he'll know what to say I just ain't that way, I just ain't that way 'Cause I always gotta know what's behind the other door I'm never gonna be that straight-laced, Sunday-morning man you were looking for Nobody's ever tied me down in clapboard house With some kids and a bed of roses But you came the closest Moving on is the only thing I know how to do But if I could've stood still, then I would have stood still with you But I always gotta know what's behind the other door I'm never gonna be that straight-laced, Sunday-morning man you were looking for Nobody's ever tied me down in clapboard house With some kids and a bed of roses But you came the closest You came the closest