Lyrics

[Verse 1]
On the real, I make them heads spin
I don't want her on the bredren
Pay it off the trap, and I'm just tryna make it back
Tryin' to make it back
[Verse 2]
Yo, walk in the real, I made them heads spin
Shit I don't want her on the bredren
Young **** pay it off the trap
I lost a lot of dough and I'm just tryin' to get it back
Walk in the real I made them heads spin
Shit I don't want her on the bredren
Young **** pay it off the trap
I lost a lot of dough and I'm just tryin' to make it back
[Verse 3]
Valentino on my crib, baby watch your step
She see me in the flesh, nearly lost her breath
Real talk I ain't nothin' like your ex
I'ma a trap boy, got coke in Rx
These **** make me laugh how they lookin' stressed
**** hatin' on their kids, shit that I don't get
And if you think your **** pussy, put me to the test
Man, I went the right way, them brother's went left
Man, I ran before my plug I didn't need two
At my ****'s court case, I didn't mean to
Man, I did it by myself I didn't see you
Ashley said she feelin' me, I'm feelin' me too
[Verse 4]
Yes, that she feelin' the kid
Man, she came with a man, she ain't leavin with him
Bros kinda mad, you can't reason with him
Touch a hair on my head, man, it's beating that thing
Roll Jello on my spliff
Flyin' on the air man, I gotta take a trip
Feet on them scales man, I gotta take the risk
And I thought I was the man when I made twenty quid
Young **** thug gettin' payed off the trap shit
And these olders all watch, they ain't done jack shit
And my ****'s got nicked for a mantic
Two free, man they know my hoods at tip
[Verse 5]
Walk in the real I made them heads spin
Shit I don't want her on the bredren
Young **** payed off the trap
I lost a lot of dough and I'm just tryin' to get it back
[Verse 6]
Walk in the real I made them heads spin
Shit I don't want her on the bredren
Young **** pay it off the trap
I lost a lot of dough and I'm just tryin' to make it back
[Verse 7]
**** snitchin' to the feds, givin' Blue's Clues
Abu on my case tryin' to find who's who
Real talk I ain't nothin' like the new youths
I'm a face kinda big 'cause of YouTube
Yeah, ****'s prayin' up my vids
Call me like some god man, they prayin' on my pics
And everybody talks but I'm outta talkin' shit
And I'm feeling like the dad 'cause these **** are my kids
[Verse 8]
My **** pullin' up in new whips
And I don't fuck with no bitches with lose lips
But these **** hatin' on me, 'cause they useless
And thats the old hood that tell you that I do this
Like I'm just gettin' paid off the trap
Now why these ****'s mad when I'm just statin' them facts?
And everybody drools, now everybody fat
**** lookin' confused like show me some stats
[Verse 9]
Walk in the real I made them heads spin
Shit I don't want her on the bredren
Young **** pay it off the trap
I lost a lot of dough and I'm just tryin' to get it back
[Verse 10]
Walk in the real I made them heads spin
Shit I don't want her on the bredren
Young **** pay it off the trap
I lost a lot of dough and I'm just tryin' to make it back
Written by: Mu'Adh Badley, Tomek Zly
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