For Real, For Real Lyrics

For Real, For Real Lyrics

[Hook]
Yeahhhh yeahhhh, yeahhh yeahhh (ahh)(ahh)
For Real for real for real for real (For Real)
(ahhhh) Ain’t nothing gonna stop us (For real for real, for real for real)
(ahhhhh) You know we got them 30 Poppers (For real for real, for real for real)
(ahhh) You know I’d never leave my brothers (For real)
Only god is above us, For real (For real for real)
[G Herbo]
(For real for real, for real for real)
[Verse 1: G Herbo]
I did been in that field, seen niggas get murked (For real for real)
So I keep that strap sitting right on my lap, nigga kill or be killed (I got it)
And I can’t get wacked, cause I got a Maybach what I lost in the trap
b**ch I’m all about a stack, hoes know I got racks cause I’m always in sax
Lil herb be really on the block, for real for real (For real for real)
Lil herb (???) ,I get a nigga shot
Pull up in that drop (??) and it come from the lot
Ride around my city with a cup and a blunt
50 Shots I ain’t worried about nothing (huuh)
[Hook]
(ahhhh) Ain’t nothing gonna stop us (For real for real, for real for real)
(ahhhhh) You know we got them 30 Poppers (For real for real, for real for real)
(ahhh) You know I’d never leave my brothers (For real)
Only god is above us, for real (for real for real)
For real for real, for real for real
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
For real for real, before I die I gotta see a ‘hunnid mill
But I came from the Chi got some shorties with me that would kill a nigga for a couple ‘hunnid steal
Gettin money Herbo (??)
, the way I make those ‘hunnids peal
Steady whippin, (??) another kill
Make a nigga wish he had another deal
Yeah and I said if I want it Imma cop it
Run up on me (??), Imma pop it
Going off, can’t nobody stop us
My tapes be the hottest, before I even drop it
I don lost too many my niggas, I miss my niggas (for real for real)
I don lost too many (??), so we finna go kill for real
[Hook]
(ahhhh) Ain’t nothing gonna stop us (For real for real, for real for real)
(ahhhhh) You know we got them 30 Poppers (For real for real, for real for real)
(ahhh) You know I’d never leave my brothers (For real)
Only god is above us, for real (for real for real)
For real for real, for real for real
[Verse 3: G Herbo]
For real for real, I feel mentally ill
Cause if I see an opp, Imma let off this thirty shot Glock
, ’till it’s empty as hell
(??)
, I do not show no sympathy still
I gotta be rich or be dead
Drinking this pint to the head, (??)
I’d rather drink codine instead, I’m leaning and dozing
Superman mixing, pouring the purp with the red
b**ches they all in my face, they thirsty
(??) , Shaking they ass
Better hope he don’t blast (Huhh)
[Hook]
(ahhhh) Ain’t nothing gonna stop us (for real for real, for real for real)
(ahhhhh) You know we got them 30 Poppers (for real for real, for real for real)
(ahhh) You know I’d never leave my brothers (for real)
Only god is above us, for real (for real for real)
For real for real, for real for real (you ain’t know?)
Ahhh