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Real Estate Video (MV)




Performed By: Ficky
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Justin Fick




Ficky - Real Estate Lyrics
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Yeah
Na-na-na-na-nah
Yeah
Look
It's the real estate
The realest way
To go and get me my mill' today
I'm like (Ugh)
Always had to innovate
In any way
I vindicate my will today
I'm like (Ugh)
Always had to work for my spot
Always had to work for my spot
When it comes to the cops
They still gonna burst up a shot
Though a nigga don't burn up a lot
I'mma fern in the rocks
I remember in the winter
The nigga would picture life a little differ
No sad dinners
I remember gettin' bigger without a father figure
Then fighting on my own
Against the world and my middle finger
One day just a boy with his dream bigger
Next day the man with 7 figures
Enemy was always in the mirror
The best revenge is always getting silver
How can I give when a nigga can't forget
All them nights without heat in the cold now
How can I give when a nigga can't forget
All them nights I went in but had no crowd
Damn feeling so fowl
'Member those nights not so proud
Still stuck the grind just to see me shine
Been waiting for my reign like SoCal
Say I'mma do it all day
I'mma lose it can't wait
Cause this music
Got me never feelin' beat like acoustics
I've been always on the grind like a toothpick
See these dreams come alive like they lucid
Won't stop until my shows sell out
L.A. Chi to Houston
I can never lose
'Bout to break away
Any day
I can make my moves
Going state to state
Here I say
I'mma make my own
Ain't no other way
I just made this my other new home
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
(Gettin' bank)
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
(Gettin' bank)
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
I just made this my other new home
Time to take the game
They can never stop me
Meanin' this man and his dreams
Dreamin' of all these things
Never was set like a scene
Take it from me
The hustlin' kid from the crops
I had crop out niggas
Leaving them photoshopped
I'm feelin' like Joc
It's going down down
Take over parts of the town town
Blocks they'll know me now now
Can't stop my drive I'mma snow plow
Everybody saying Ficky
You just need to chill now
But how can I chill
When I know I'm the hottest kid out
So I had to bring my talents to the A
Thus I'm brave
And I don't give a f*ck what these haters say
Any day had to brought the racket so I set the score
I'mma do things better now
Then they've ever done before
I can never lose
'Bout to break away
Any day
I can make my moves
Going state to state
Here I say
I'mma make my own
Ain't no other way
I just made this my other new home
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
(Gettin' bank)
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
(Gettin' bank)
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
I just made this my other new home
Time to take the game
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English

Yeah
Na-na-na-na-nah
Yeah
Look
It's the real estate
The realest way
To go and get me my mill' today
I'm like (Ugh)
Always had to innovate
In any way
I vindicate my will today
I'm like (Ugh)
Always had to work for my spot
Always had to work for my spot
When it comes to the cops
They still gonna burst up a shot
Though a nigga don't burn up a lot
I'mma fern in the rocks
I remember in the winter
The nigga would picture life a little differ
No sad dinners
I remember gettin' bigger without a father figure
Then fighting on my own
Against the world and my middle finger
One day just a boy with his dream bigger
Next day the man with 7 figures
Enemy was always in the mirror
The best revenge is always getting silver
How can I give when a nigga can't forget
All them nights without heat in the cold now
How can I give when a nigga can't forget
All them nights I went in but had no crowd
Damn feeling so fowl
'Member those nights not so proud
Still stuck the grind just to see me shine
Been waiting for my reign like SoCal
Say I'mma do it all day
I'mma lose it can't wait
Cause this music
Got me never feelin' beat like acoustics
I've been always on the grind like a toothpick
See these dreams come alive like they lucid
Won't stop until my shows sell out
L.A. Chi to Houston
I can never lose
'Bout to break away
Any day
I can make my moves
Going state to state
Here I say
I'mma make my own
Ain't no other way
I just made this my other new home
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
(Gettin' bank)
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
(Gettin' bank)
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
I just made this my other new home
Time to take the game
They can never stop me
Meanin' this man and his dreams
Dreamin' of all these things
Never was set like a scene
Take it from me
The hustlin' kid from the crops
I had crop out niggas
Leaving them photoshopped
I'm feelin' like Joc
It's going down down
Take over parts of the town town
Blocks they'll know me now now
Can't stop my drive I'mma snow plow
Everybody saying Ficky
You just need to chill now
But how can I chill
When I know I'm the hottest kid out
So I had to bring my talents to the A
Thus I'm brave
And I don't give a f*ck what these haters say
Any day had to brought the racket so I set the score
I'mma do things better now
Then they've ever done before
I can never lose
'Bout to break away
Any day
I can make my moves
Going state to state
Here I say
I'mma make my own
Ain't no other way
I just made this my other new home
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
(Gettin' bank)
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
(Gettin' bank)
Call that real estate
Call that real estate
I just made this my other new home
Time to take the game
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Writer: Justin Fick
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