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Artiste : Future
Titre : Mo Reala
[Future]
Super
You can feel the pain on a young nigga, you hear me?
Future Hendix

Young rich nigga, fuckin´ bad bitches
That´s all I know (that´s all I know)
It´s sad to say that
Hendrix
This couldn´t be love, man
This couldn´t be love

[Future]
Check out the way I be glistenin´, yah
Four-door Bugatti, you mention me, yah
Diamonds they drapped in my portfoli-yah
Fill up a safe, I´m more realer than y´all
Fuck my new case, I´m more realer than y´all
Ace by the case, I´m more realer than y´all
Sleep with the ´K, I´m more realer than y´all
A regular day, I´m more chiller than y´all
Diamonds on freeze, ain´t gon never thaw out
Niggas talk shit, ain´t gon never be found

Countin´ it up and I´m losin´ the count
Fuck all this ´Tussin, this Act´ I´ma down
Strappin´ it up with a whole hundred rounds
Sackin´ it up, ain´t no fuckin´ around
We get that guap, ain´t no fuckin´ around

[Future]
Ice overload, this ain´t regular ice
Hop on a private, ain´t regular flights
Smash on your hoe, this is everyday life
I filled the safe up from cookin´ the white
Fall out the pyrex, the cake and the bowl
Used to the fame, ya´ll ain´t taking my soul
Came in the game, I was hot as a stove
Pour out some lean, I´m trynna let it go
Rockin´ Celine from her head to her toe
Fur on her back, in the summer she cold
VVs gon´ light up and glisten, they glow

Blinding your eyesight, you never gon´ see
Came out the 6, damn, my diamonds on fleek
I made a mil´ in the middle of the week
I sell a chicken in the middle of the street
When I drop a tape the murder rate increase
Fuck all that poppin,´ I stay with some bands
Shawty so yellow, she stay with a tan
Diamonds on me, got some rocks on my hand
Fuck the police, gotta stay with the can
I drop the top off a regular Wraith
Shawty on Perc, this a drug addict date
I got the torch, I can´t give it away
Ain´t no remorse, you get hit in the face

[Future]
Check out the way I be glistenin´, yah
Four-door Bugatti, you mention me, yah
Diamonds they drapped in my portfoli-yah

Fill up a safe, I´m more realer than y´all
Fuck my new case, I´m more realer than y´all
Ace by the case, I´m more realer than y´all
Sleep with the ´K, I´m more realer than y´all
A regular day, I´m more chiller than y´all
Diamonds on freeze, ain´t gon never thaw out
Niggas talk shit, ain´t gon never be found
Countin´ it up and I´m losin´ the count
Fuck all this ´Tussin, this Act´ I´ma down
Strappin´ it up with a whole hundred rounds
Sackin´ it up, ain´t no fuckin´ around
We get that guap, ain´t no fuckin´ around

[Future]
Four-door Bugatti, you mention a G
Brand new Millennium, might hit the streets
I stacked it up, get to havin´ a feast
I racked it up like Serena with me

Like it´s Venus with me, got the Nina with me
We screaming ´Freebandz,´ this money ain´t free
I cook it up, I´ma cook up a key
When I cook up a key, I´ma charge you a fee
I did it first, it ain´t none but a trend
Swerve on a curb, it ain´t none but a Benz
I was on 2 then I took it to 10
Keep in one thou, rep the gang in the pen´
Shoot at the police, ain´t comin´ back home
Down for my crew if they right or they´re wrong
Get to that money, that´s all I condone
Shoot at your top, you ain´t fuckin´ with homes
We hit the block, had a bag full of stones
Jugged off a bale before I made a song
They ain´t gon´ tell you how I got it on
I´m not a failure, I´m deep in my zone
Paraphernalia, I serve you a chrome
Super exclusive when I put it on

We gettin´ zooted where I´m comin´ from
Toastin´ that lean like it´s Dom Perignon

[Future]
Check out the way I be glistenin´, yah
Four-door Bugatti, you mention me, yah
Diamonds they drapped in my portfoli-yah
Fill up a safe, I´m more realer than y´all
Fuck my new case, I´m more realer than y´all
Ace by the case, I´m more realer than y´all
Sleep with the ´K, I´m more realer than y´all
A regular day, I´m more chiller than y´all
Diamonds on freeze, ain´t gon never throw out
Niggas talk shit, ain´t gon never be found
Countin´ it up and I´m losin´ the count
Fuck all this ´Tussin, this Act´ I´ma down
Strappin´ it up with a whole hundred rounds
Sackin´ it up, ain´t no fuckin´ around

We get that guap, ain´t no fuckin´ around

[ Future]
(Yeah) Young rich nigga, fuckin´ bad bitches
That´s all I know (that´s all I know)
It´s sad to say that