The Realest Songtext
von Maino

It′s just a few type of people in the whole entire world
Winners gon' win, bitch niggas gon′ curl
Certified G, middle finger to the world
True definition, pay attention baby girl
I'm the realest realest realest nigga in the world
I'm the realest realest realest nigga in the world
I′m the realest realest realest nigga in the world
I′m the realest realest realest nigga in the world


Listen, let me give you my history
I'm not from the industry
I′m a man baby, skinny jeans ain't fittin′ me
I don't follow trends, don′t blend, y'all bitch to me
I stand out, and y'all can′t stand next to me
I come from a background of criminals and cutthroats
Why lie about it man, I sold crack, I sold dope
Homies in the dirt, mad homies in the feds
I watched friends go and kill other friends over bread
Anybody spit it, but it′s different when you live it
Standing on the block, so much tension you can feel it
Got fiends running to you, got D's coming for you
And you pray to God hoping that a blessing coming to you
I don′t break, won't bend, never gon′ fold
I don't hide shit, so my scars gon′ show
Sweating on stages like my tattoos glow
And I'mma keep it real even if I don't blow

Unstoppable, listen
Look at the madness, all this swag shit
Got me feeling like it′s just a bunch of fag shit
How these niggas pants tighter than a bad bitch
What the fuck, I′m confused by this rap shit
Guess I'm old school, stuck in ′99
Black flag, rubber grip on a Ruger 9
Tryna understand, got me questioning my own mind
In this world where these snitches being idolized
What's good, ain′t no love for a real nigga?
Tryna make it while these pussy boys tryna kill us
Roll with real killers, felons and hard dudes
No game and my life is not a cartoon
They say I'm thugged out, but I′m just me, son
Shit I rap about is 'cause of where I come from
Never could be fake, never gon' be phony
The shit you niggas do, that ain′t me homie


Look, I don′t know rappers, but I know G's
I know gun slingers, I know sneak thieves
I don′t know Lil Wayne, but I know keys
I know killers by name, I know the whole piece
I know shiesty niggas, I know boosting bitches
I know them boys jealous, I know them niggas snitching
I know what niggas thinking, I know what niggas saying
I know who really fronting, I know who really banging
Don't know industry, I know what′s in the street
And I don't know no nigga that know the police
I know drug dealers, I know the young niggas
I know the whole hood, I know who gon′ get ya
I know Breitlings, I know Audemars
I might die tonight, so I don't know tomorrow
I know kidnappers, and I don't know actors
You wanna know something? I ain′t no rapper