Real Shit

 
Ya (cmg) 
This mixtape here 
It's strictly for the fans (yogottimusic.com) 
Trust me! 
I want my album to drop more than you 
Call the fucking label and ask them what happening 
Dear world, fuck it 
Truly yours! 
King 
 
I'm on my grown man flow band up flow, 
Nigga I jus brought a phantom off the showroom floor 
See these niggas subtweeting, but his fans don't know 
He's a pussy and I expose this nigga I said a hoe 
In the streets niggas look up to gotti and I understand why 
Ain't on this slick shit nigga, I see eye to eye 
Runnin around,talking down, playing games, nigga die 
Young niggas in the clip, black nines, nothing but fire! 
(ay let the beat sing to em) 
Look, my brother back in jail, my songs leaking out 
Little rappers playing with me 
I'm trying to stop from clicking out 
Did a show in Alabama, guess my strap was sticking out 
Security to try the arrest nigga, but instead they kicked me out 
I've been going through a lot of shit, fucking with this model bitch 
Baby momma left a nigga and now it hard to see the kids 
Record label can't get it right, they pushed the date back 
Ross hit a nigga up try to put me on mayback 
Tip hit a nigga up trying to give me grand hustle 
All these niggas are my niggas and I respect the hustlers 
Some of these niggas like my brothers 
They've been real since day one 
Realest nigga in it, I've been real since day one 
And a nigga keep sayin I'm one song away 
Fuck that, I'm 5 million dollars strong today! 
[money machine sound]
[beep]
See when You heard me doing that money machine shit, nigga 
That mean I got that mother fuck'n sack bro 
Nigga I make M's nigga 
You know what I'm talkin about 
I show these niggas how to do this shit I'm the blue print nigga 
Show these niggas how to make these millions, nigga 
And I ain't drop shit but a nigga bitch off. 
You know what I'm talkin about 
 
I'm in a two door coup 
With a see through roof 
And the a dope boy roll and a glock 9 too 
Red bitch on the passenger, she semi cute 
But her head some serious, so you know what it do 
When I say I love my niggers, that mean I love my niggers 
Yeah, I rap for living, but I gotta plug for my niggers 
I talk cocaine, cause I know cocaine 
Ain't on that criss cross shit 
I'm trying to stay in my lane. 
Say I rap like I trap, I gotta stay on my game 
I'm strapped 24/7 I got to stay on my aim 
They say Keep it real gotti I say I been doing that 
They say the niggers are white, I say influence that 
I'm on my li-li-liter shit niggas following the kid 
But I ain't fucked up with it 
The streets know what it is 
(I'm on my li-li-liter shit niggas following the kid) 
(but I ain't fucked up with it) 
(the streets know what it is) 
 
My little homies keep telling me to smash on em 
Met a bad bitch and I spend a little cash on her 
Cope a new whip so I left the paper tags on it 
Got a couple checks but I really hate to brag on it 
Catch me in the club, Luis shoe, Louis rag on em 
Standing on the couch, popping bottles dropping swagg on em 
Zilla up next and I bet the pad on em 
Soon as he said the name Cmg drop the bag on em 
[beep]
 
I mean you know shit crazy 
Cuz like the other night a nigga was in atlanta 
We fucking around on the internet 
And we see a moherfucking itunes ad 
Like yo gotti Jan. 10th 
I mean shit counted thru me for a loop 
Cuz I didn't know nothing about it 
And its like dec. 23 
 
I'm a real nigga 1st, get money 2nd 
Break bread with my niggas, we like family so respect it 
Bad blood in the camp and nigga feel neglected 
I try to work it out before it get all hecked 
But if its about a bitch, just know I don't respect it 
And if you talking foul I hope its ain't in my direction homie 
I say if you talking foul I hope its ain't in my direction homie 
 
Ay see 
I believe nigga got a problem they handle it 
You don't talk, you don't tweet 
If its all good its all good 
Know what I'm talkin about 
 
I'm from the city of the murders 
Were industry niggas ain't never heard of us 
They be like who the fuck is gotti, nigga google me 
Oh I'm a fuck nigga, that shit must be new to me 
I'm damn near 30 and a nigga ain't done shit to me 
Put your hands on a real nigga then its 1st degree 
Get it (pow) 
Hit it (pow) 
Split it 
Thats all my niggas do is murk some 
I'm trying to hurt some 
Mego got a 18 wheeler, he trying to work some 
That bitch bad as hell, she trying to twerk some 
I'm give that bitch back to you cause she worst-some 
I'm out 
C-M-G 
I'm king