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Real Life STUNNA Video (MV)




Performed By: Keith Stone
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Keith McCoy




Keith Stone - Real Life STUNNA Lyrics
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Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
Real life stunna
Made it through the rain
Even made it through the thunder
Coach passed me the ball
Cause he knew I never fumble
I might risk it all
Cause I need that shit in double
Racks been standing tall
Every sense I hit the road
Yeah I like money
Stack it up
So much that it can't fold
And I like my bitches bad as f*ck
Real boujie and she's bold
She know she gets whatever
As long as she do whatever she's told
A lot niggas ain't make it through the weather
Cause they couldn't stick to the code
And that's just what I live by
Ain't no changing that
Oh no
Still got killers on standby
They do whatever that they're told
Its whatever you amend by
I guess whatever that they know
These niggas ain't even got they own mind
They do whatever that they're shown
I keep niggas up out my business
Never invite yah into my home
Bought a two seater
Can't fit in it
Cause I meant to drive it alone
F*ck it get up out yah feelings
How you feeling like I was wrong
How you feeling like two wrongs make it right
To even play it along
When I seen the shit I knew right
Keep playin the shit how you goin
That's how niggas turn to a boss
Gotta get it off on your own
But never talk business on the phone
Deliver the route
And then that shits gone
Dishing it out
I'll be back in the morning
I've been through hurricanes
It was storming
Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
Made it through the rain
Even made it through the thunder
Coach passed me the ball
Cause he knew I never fumble
I might risk it all
Cause I need that shit in double
Racks been standing tall
Every sense I hit the road
Yeah I like money
Stack it up
So much that it can't fold
And I like my bitches bad as f*ck
Real boujie and she's bold
She know she gets whatever
As long as she do whatever she's told
A lot niggas ain't make it through the weather
Cause they couldn't stick to the code
Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
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Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
Real life stunna
Made it through the rain
Even made it through the thunder
Coach passed me the ball
Cause he knew I never fumble
I might risk it all
Cause I need that shit in double
Racks been standing tall
Every sense I hit the road
Yeah I like money
Stack it up
So much that it can't fold
And I like my bitches bad as f*ck
Real boujie and she's bold
She know she gets whatever
As long as she do whatever she's told
A lot niggas ain't make it through the weather
Cause they couldn't stick to the code
And that's just what I live by
Ain't no changing that
Oh no
Still got killers on standby
They do whatever that they're told
Its whatever you amend by
I guess whatever that they know
These niggas ain't even got they own mind
They do whatever that they're shown
I keep niggas up out my business
Never invite yah into my home
Bought a two seater
Can't fit in it
Cause I meant to drive it alone
F*ck it get up out yah feelings
How you feeling like I was wrong
How you feeling like two wrongs make it right
To even play it along
When I seen the shit I knew right
Keep playin the shit how you goin
That's how niggas turn to a boss
Gotta get it off on your own
But never talk business on the phone
Deliver the route
And then that shits gone
Dishing it out
I'll be back in the morning
I've been through hurricanes
It was storming
Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
Made it through the rain
Even made it through the thunder
Coach passed me the ball
Cause he knew I never fumble
I might risk it all
Cause I need that shit in double
Racks been standing tall
Every sense I hit the road
Yeah I like money
Stack it up
So much that it can't fold
And I like my bitches bad as f*ck
Real boujie and she's bold
She know she gets whatever
As long as she do whatever she's told
A lot niggas ain't make it through the weather
Cause they couldn't stick to the code
Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
Real life stunna
Ima real life stunna
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Writer: Keith McCoy
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