and my game so real gotta keep it real
cook my meals turn my wheels
gotta keep it trill know i'm from the south
got my truck got my house
got my whip got my benz
hustle hard it all depends
show me what you workin with
and maybe we can become friends
and my game so real got no money
aint serious always been funny
aint no honey aint no birds no bees
no trees no sleep no runnin
ain't no retreat steady on the beats
fuck the police ticket parked it
and i sparked it in the parkin lot of the target
gosh darnit god damnit
i was makin a sandwhich in my garage
saw a mirage like oh my god
billy what this shit do to me
eyeballs as big as my jewelry
feelin really really unruly
this yours truly signin off soonly
soon like bye bye see you next sunrise
catch me runnin round in the moonlight soon like
and my game so real gotta keep it real
cook my meals turn my wheels
gotta keep it trill know i'm from the south
got my truck got my house
got my whip got my benz
hustle hard it all depends
show me what you workin with
and maybe we can become friends
rule number one got no dough
dats one thing i know fo sho
got so many flows that it seems like
that i might be the type to have fields full of green right
well wrong every time i do i put em in a bong and i write a little song gotta carry on keep on makin that money
told you aint a damn thing funny
aint a damn thing funny bout this flow bitch
aint have no money so i wrote me a chorus
credits
from Marvin Gray,
released April 25, 2014
produced by 4th Sound