Real Shit lyrics - R-Mean, Berner & Chris Webby

Yeah

This some mob shit

Yeah from the Bay Area LA you already know what time it is

They want that old shit, I been the same this whole time

I can't lie, I'm really missing '09

Playing with the coke price

They ain't got no stripes

My diamonds get to dancing in the low light

Yeah, you buy a bag still

I grow mine

My backyard is a goldmine

That fuckshit irrelevant

Crime is adrenaline

I still get busy handle mine like a gentleman

Louis V Letterman

Gone off the sticky bun

You got cash baby, give me some I'm still hungry

Yeah I want it more than anyone

R-Mean let me know when the Henny come

I got a thick bitch, bust it open baby

All the Covid shit been fucking with my mind lately

I'm on the grind non-stop

If they growing what I'm growing Ima buy the whole lot

This that Real Shit

Big bag crack a seal shit

Independent yeah I got my own deal shit

If I get a bag Ima move it real quick

This that Real Shit baby

This that Real Shit

This that Real Shit

Big bag crack a seal shit

Independent yeah I got my own deal shit

If I get a bag Ima move it real quick

This that Real Shit baby

This that Real Shit

This that real shit

Movements we gon' build quick

This that R Dash & Bern

Iron sharpen iron

Stainless steel shit

I be up at Cookies Melrose in some teal drip

With these diamonds that be blinding have you on some Braille shit

Paid my dues and showed you real grit

Shouts to B-Real for no fucking reason except for being real, shit

It's hard to keep up, I be smokin on my own pace

Bern, I got the Henny, Nas just send us a whole case!

Salute the God

Ya'll be throwing them sevens

I'm blessed to be in the presence of these legends soaking up lessons

I'm respected by some GOATs

Fuck whoever hates

Opinions of some strangers?

Fuck outta my face

I don't deal with losers

Only build with bosses

Got some steal grip shooters

That don't feel shit

Cautious!

I salute my brothers real quick

Bern, I appreciate this opportunity and that's some real shit

This that Real Shit

Big bag crack a seal shit

Independent yeah I got my own deal shit

If I get a bag Ima move it real quick

This that Real Shit baby

This that Real Shit

This that Real Shit

Big bag crack a seal shit

Independent yeah I got my own deal shit

If I get a bag Ima move it real quick

This that Real Shit baby

This that Real Shit

This sound like early 2000s, like I'm ridin' to Cam

Purple Haze on replay, gettin' high in the van

Back when me and the homies would throw down 5 on a gram

Long before dispensaries controlled supply and demand

Yea them simpler times, wish I could hit the rewind

In that VHS machine that live in my mind

Back when getting signed was the biggest dream that we had

Now I'm signed to myself and I can see that they mad

I get the bag yeah that Scrooge McDuck dough

Excuse the gusto

My dude I'm just so happy that I made it, Momma look at ya son go

Watch the fans singing every word in the front row

Just here with a blunt rolled and thinkin' 'bout life

And that real shit the only shit I ever write

So just hit me when you cookin R

Berner bring that cookie jar

And we gone show 'em how we took it far

Real shit