Wiz Khalifa - How To Be Real Lyrics

Shout out to Big U real
Real nigga yal better chill
Two-9 wassup 8-0-8 Mafia
How to be real

How to be real
Some niggas don't but some niggas will
I'm shooting to kill
Jumpin to ride or shooting to kill
I'm taking the shot
I'm drinking that gin or shooting to kill
My bitches so real my bitches so real
My bitches so real you killin' my vibe
I'm up in that bitch i'm getting a thrill
I'm popping that thing
She poppin' that pussy like it is a pill
I come from the burg
Some niggas are fake most niggas are real
Some niggas get killed
I don't drink n' drive she takin' the wheel
Hundred thousand dollars round my neck, yes
Nigga I'm down to ride for my respect, yes
Man, yal just don't understand
Since I was a lil' nigga yea
I've been poppin' them rubber bands god damn

If I didn't have a deal i'd still have a mil
My niggas thuggin' out in public f*ck it
I guess nobody told you how to be real

Yeah uhh, how to be real
Im repping Two-9 I f*ck with the game (Two-9)
How to be real
I'm f*cking her once I don't know her name
Smoking that loud
I'm breaking it down and rolling it up (cash)
That money gon' come i'm stacking it up
Can't f*ck this shit up (cash)
These niggas is lame these niggas just talk
These niggas ain't real (fake)
My young nigga with it
And I ain't gonna touch it
He gripping that steel she come to the crib
She have a good time but don't get to stay
That pack on the way
Man that pack on the way
That pack on the way
Young rich niggas we don't
F*ck with you nigga
I be flexing out in public who
The f*ck is you nigga
Get a mil my nigga split
It with the crew nigga
Take his main bitch from him show
Him what to do with it, huh

If I didn't have a deal i'd still have a mil
My niggas thuggin' out in public f*ck it
I guess nobody told you how to be real