Shit Real (feat. Rondonumbanine) - Fredo Santana

See now you can fuck my bitch, cause nigga i'm the shit I'll salute ya, but yall know who i'm with So try to take my shit ima shoot ya And we all lost a couple this year, so all us here with eachother I'm here with my brothers, in here with my brothers Only each other, only each other Riding round town on that same shit, niggas get changed quick You ain't seen shit I hope you got a blunt of loud, you can't hit my shit I guess im caught in the mix, riding the six Hell yea im on paper still totting the nick I promise I won't switch, You son of a bitch At 16 had a dream, we was gonna get rich We gone wake up, put the pipe on Always been on my own, But I stay strong Ack got me put in my zone, Feeling like I wanna go home But I'm out here I put that bud in my ear, I gotta see a mil one year Squad they fear, Jakes all up in our hair One of us snitch, that's rare And that's on bro, I'll ever never go broke Nigga i'll take your coat, while i froze My little nigga steve got smoked, throwing up 060 Gotta lay low, niggas ain't really your bro Only my niggas, we all some hitters Im in that glory lane, just trying to get richer Im in that glory lane, loud in my system They took my bro L'A, Man I can't even picture They took a fucking savage man, bro was a killer man Bro was going crazy, now shit done got real Fuck this rap shit, I say shit that got real bro Run up and we kill stuff, act up we gon' let it bust And lets get it, all the fu shit I ain't with it Put the Glock to his motherfucking fitted Nigga you with it, try to act like you ain't with it Put the pipe to his mouth like a dentist, on lil steve Bitch im throwing up B's, Nigga that's where I be I'm smoking on tree, Alot of fucking money on me Riding up and down Front Street Lost Pluto, feel so weak Lost a couple niggas in these cold ass streets I lost my brother, so I keep my heat Made me turn up when I see the opps tweet L'A my bro, Rob, Odee, Lil Moe, All these hoes gone go when I claim my gang Niggas never snatched my chain, out here looking for a stain Ain't no lame, ask anybody I ain't changed Niggas switch up for that chain, L's this year there in line Tweak with the guys, then you getting flat lined Take that nine free my guys, my lil bro Nine on his grind OTF my niggas they shine, top from a opp she blow my mind Keep my gun, shit real, say it on my son I'm trying to get rich in a month, for the squad Better put kush in that blunt, pour a four in that crush, i stunt I can't trust any nigga loud around his gun, that mean he ain't real at all Im a ball, lil nigga bout to do it tall, I just wanna live it all I call my bro, do a drill for the squad I go TookaK I blow so let them all know I'm a ride or die for my squad, I'm a ride or die for my squad

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Oh, you're telling me I changed on you? Just 'cause you ain't got no change on you? But the blame's on you Keep my ting, boy, I changed on who? Don't make me grab that chain from you That's a shame on you So much rules that I break for you And still you can't even say the truth? I gotta let you go Certain man are gonna make the news While I'm out here makin' moves But I'll pray for you They're gonna tell you that they love you when it benefits But the second that it doesn't, you're irrelevant So it's only day ones that I'm steppin' with And any other nigga actin' salty can get peppered quick I caught niggas doin' funny shit a couple times And when I asked 'em 'bout it, they told me a couple lies Man, you can put it on your sister or your mother's life But I know the truth 'cause I can see it in them brothers' eyes That wasn't part of the plan, no, we ain't part of a gang But we just grew up in the same trench Runnin' from the same feds, jumpin' over same fence Lookin' at my pendant like I wondered where the rain went And no lie, I put seven hundred grams of Benzocaine in my whole nine And press it for the whole night And when I go back to my trap in the morning I dash it all down and feel i'm actually ballin' Oh, you're telling me I changed on you? Just 'cause you ain't got no change on you? But the blame's on you Keep my ting, boy, I changed on who? Don't make me grab that chain from you That's a shame on you So much rules that I break for you And still you can't even say the truth? I gotta let you go Certain man are gonna make the news While I'm out here makin' moves But I'll pray for you My nigga Melo just came out the can So you know I had to put somethin' straight in his hand And it wasn't from no trap, it came straight from the bank Boy, you know I'm washin' up money big from the trap Only time that they caught me lackin' Your block saw a couples shootings and some naughty steppings Could've sent my lil' niggas but I'm for the action This is more than rappin' Walkin' with a ten, I don't need to talk on that 'Cause we're in the thick of it I was 13 on the block, hittin' little bits Now when I'm look in my pop, there's a brick in it I poured the mix and triple it But still I'm on the millions, takin' pictures with the little kids But no lie, for my young boy guilty For the murder, I'm like, "Oh my, he's gonna get us all life" So when I go back to my yard in the evening I'm looking to the sky, thankin' God for this freedom Oh, you're telling me I changed on you? Just 'cause you ain't got no change on you? But the blame's on you Keep my ting, boy, I changed on who? Don't make me grab that chain from you That's a shame on you So much rules that I break for you And still you can't even say the truth? I gotta let you go Certain man are gonna make the news While I'm out here makin' moves But I'll pray for you

Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my she chick wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait, cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai? It's Fredo, I'm young and bossy Them niggas love to copy We're bringing straps everywhere you won't get nothing from me You know I step steady, got a show I get ready Step out to my shows all them hoes wanna sex Freddie When I was back in jail I never used to get any Came home, bought a wet Bezzy now they get friendly Man I pray for my sins and I pay for my tings Gave little man a pack and said don't play with the ting My new straps full there's no space in the ting Bro's away on the wing, so I wait for the ring Last year I put all of my faith in some cling Now I feel like this music might blatantly win Man I'm heavy on these tracks and I'm spending all these racks My uncle wants P's but I know he'll spend it on some crack Are you feeling my pain? Used to sit in my cell like damn I'm needing a change Come home and go right back to dealing again Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my chick she wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai? The lifestyle's got your chick moist Them man are dead she wants the big boys Straps got a sick choice We the reason why them clicks join You can't talk about the kid, my ting rolls like Bitcoin They young OG, he's steady reppin' Stay heavy steppin' catch one tryna check him Clean hearted dude been reppin' from a yute Like FIFA trouble my circle it was shoot, no lies Hella birds tryna get at the kid, no hype Fuck dat there's hella birds in the crib, there's no time My jail bruddah said "K rap" I said timing, I'm grinding There's no way that I'm rhyming and just surviving I'm all for the peace but still bang mine All in the streets blud I'll bang mine These half-steppers, talking all that killing shit with gang signs Then in the dock ruining a mans life, it's sad times Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my chick she wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai