I Really Do This lyrics

You in that old school, I'm in that new shit
You with my old ho, I'm with my new bitch
You eating Mickey D's, I'm eating Ruth Chris

You niggas lying on this records, I really do this
You never seen a brick, You never posted bail

You never a lawyer a quarter milli to keep you out of jail
You never broke the scale, you never sold a told
Nobody ever seen you in Magic City with 50 thousand ones
Nigga you just a fraud, you just a facade
Why you even got it on your hip, you always getting robbed
Look like you 'bout to starve, you getting thin nigga
While I'm doing what I'm doing with this [?] nigga
My Migos get it in nigga, [?]
So consistent with the business don't remember seeing a drought
I'm a chemist in the kitchen I make everything bounce
I ain't never looked back since I bought my first ounce

I do this shit for real, you niggas faking deals
And all that fronting for this hoes, that shit will get you killed
We out here making meals, [?] business deals
I making 40 for the brick you barely can pay your bills
You know I keep that steel, I keep that shit concealed
I just spent two hours counting hundred dollar bills
I [?], a real nigga
If you faking nigga I don't wanna deal with you
Rather eat crumbs with the bums, than eat steaks with the snakes
Even a blind man can see that you niggas fake
With your ol' jealous ass, all you do is hate
You niggas acting like some hoes, do you menstruate
I'm on this paper chase, I'm trying to win this race
I'm making love to the money on a dinner date
I'm riding dirty with them birdies on the interstate
And if I make it safe, come get a dinner plate

You in that old school, I'm in that new shit
You with my old ho, I'm with my new bitch
You eating Mickey D's, I'm eating Ruth Chris
You niggas lying on this records, I really do this
You never seen a brick, You never posted bail
You never a lawyer a quarter milli to keep you out of jail
You never broke the scale, you never sold a told
Nobody ever seen you in Magic City with 50 thousand ones
Nigga you just a fraud, you just a facade
Why you even got it on your hip, you always getting robbed
Look like you 'bout to starve, you getting thin nigga
While I'm doing what I'm doing with this [?] nigga
My Migos get it in nigga, [?]
So consistent with the business don't remember seeing a drought
I'm a chemist in the kitchen I make everything bounce
I ain't never looked back since I bought my first ounce

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