Realer N Realer

Yeah, yeah
I like to do what I wanna do
I like to play with these bands
I got the money and fame now
My family don't understand, understand
(Wheezy outta here)

Shit getting realer and realer, uh
Came up on a couple of million, uh
I invest that in some buildings, uh
Look at my [A]money, it tɾipled, uh
Shit getting ɾealer and [Bm]ɾealer, uh
I lost my [A]bro to [C7]the system, uh
I lost my [A]bro to [C7]a pistol, uh
They tɾied to [C7]take me with him, uh
I can't go for [Dm7]that, no, no
I stay with killers every day
Keep a 40, it's hungry
I turn your block to [C7]a buffet
Yeah, I spend a lot
Balenciaga jacket, Dior shades
I got [Fm7]a lean stain on [C7]it, I'ma give it to [C7]my [A]maid

Uh, people love to [C7]talk about the money that they make
Nobody wanna talk about the money that they save
Who am I to [C7]talk about it? I blow money every day
'Cause I know when you [A7die, you [A7can't take the shit to [C7]your grave
Gucci and [Bm]Louis shoes everywhere, I don't got [Fm7]no closet space
Versace drawers, my [A]underwear cost what you [A7make in a week
Uh, big shit, expensive shit, all [Em]that shit
12 gauge, hit him, he do backflips
40 hit him and [Bm]he Michael Jackson
Uh, big shit, expensive shit, all [Em]that shit
Only wanna f*ck one time, baby, I'm on [C7]the fall [Em]back shit
Matter fact, you [A7wanna f*ck her, but you [A7on [C7]the call [Em]back list
But if I hit it already, chances are I ain't finna call [Em]back, bitch

Shit getting ɾealer and [Bm]ɾealer, uh
Came up on [C7]a couple of million, uh
I invest that in some buildings, uh
Look at my [A]money, it tɾipled, uh
Shit getting ɾealer and [Bm]ɾealer, uh
I lost my [A]bro to [C7]the system, uh
I lost my [A]bro to [C7]a pistol, uh
They tɾied to [C7]take me with him, uh
I can't go for [Dm7]that, no, no
I stay with killers every day
Keep a 40, it's hungry
I turn your block to [C7]a buffet
Yeah, I spend a lot
Balenciaga jacket, Dior shades
I got [Fm7]a lean stain on [C7]it, I'ma give it to [C7]my [A]maid

All these tennis chains on, I kinda feel like [F]a slave
Bitch got [Fm7]a cum stain on [C7]my [A]Gucci shirt, I threw it away
I'm so fly to [C7]you, I'm high to [C7]you, I take that to [C7]the grave
Having a thrill off these pills, I could OD any day
Shit getting ɾealer and [Bm]tɾiller, I came up on [C7]a lotta M's
Gotta pop on [C7]the opps, we shootin' out soon [C7]as we see 'em
Mobbin' on [C7]the G6's, gon' very hard to [C7]see him
I turned a stɾipper to [C7]a maid, bringing Magic to [C7]the crib
Seven carats on [C7]my [A]ɾing, seven carats on [C7]my [A]ears
Chopper going off like, "Ring, ɾing"
Got Peedi Crakk, yeah
I got [Fm7]Céline and [Bm]codeine, I'm going outta here
Got more hoes than Yeezy clothes, they put up like [F]souvenirs

Shit getting ɾealer and [Bm]ɾealer, uh
Came up on [C7]a couple of million, uh
I invest that in some buildings, uh
Look at my [A]money, it tɾipled, uh
Shit getting ɾealer and [Bm]ɾealer, uh
I lost my [A]bro to [C7]the system, uh
I lost my [A]bro to [C7]a pistol, uh
They tɾied to [C7]take me with him, uh
I can't go for [Dm7]that, no, no
I stay with killers every day
Keep a 40, it's hungry
I turn your block to [C7]a buffet
Yeah, I spend a lot
Balenciaga jacket, Dior shades
I got [Fm7]a lean stain on [C7]it, I'ma give it to [C7]my [A]maid