Recognize Real (with Gunna)
Had to gamble my life, rollin' the dice
My name got a price, but talk to me nice
I got my money right
You know they criticize
But it's alright, I won't be victimized
Judge and the police takin' my people lives
I'm just signin' checks and doin' what's best for mine
And I ain't gotta do too much 'cause real gon' recognize (yeah-yeah, yeah)
It's written on your face, think you're better than me
I can't get caught up with you b-, I'm keepin' it P
I gotta keep it P
My millennium is the last dyin' breed (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Louis on me
I'm Armstrong and you're too skinny and scrawny
You don't tell no lies and I can't f- with you only
I turn you up and you gon' never be lonely (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I want a Rolls-Royce, I want a Maybach
I want a Hellcat, cost a hundred racks (hundred racks)
You sold a lot of cap, they want they money back
On tour, I crossed 'em out, thank God I made it back (made it back)
I never asked for help, nobody gave me that (gave me that)
We 'bout to ban all that cap, we only statin' facts (statin' facts)
I'ma let 'em know how I feel, check out my latest track
And I always stay on track (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I'm killin' 'bout my brother, and I know that you see
My new house didn't come with a key, you gotta type it and see
F- your whole gang, we smoked the boss, we ain't smokin' no leaf
We shop online at vintage store, got thousand-dollar tees
We pass the b- right when we done
She ain't my wife, how could I see her with my son?
Rockin' Rick Owens, got the ones that say, "C-"
All I do is sit and count racks up by the bunch
Took her out and paid for lunch
Rich off of Pyrex
You could twirl your arm right to left and get a Corvette
Five or six M, double R, Ferrari, I don't know where to start at
I told my teacher I'ma buy more watches 'cause I was tardy
I started screamin' out the answers before it started
Added that b- to my ransom, then went the hardest
My homie died, I want answers, so we gon' spark it
We takin' over like cancer, and goin' the hardest
Had to gamble my life, rollin' the dice
My name got a price, so talk to me nice
I got my money right
You know they criticize
But it's alright, I won't be victimized
Judge and the police takin' my people lives
I'm just signin' checks and doin' what's best for mine
And I ain't gotta do too much 'cause real gon' recognize (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
My name got a price, but talk to me nice
I got my money right
You know they criticize
But it's alright, I won't be victimized
Judge and the police takin' my people lives
I'm just signin' checks and doin' what's best for mine
And I ain't gotta do too much 'cause real gon' recognize (yeah-yeah, yeah)
It's written on your face, think you're better than me
I can't get caught up with you b-, I'm keepin' it P
I gotta keep it P
My millennium is the last dyin' breed (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Louis on me
I'm Armstrong and you're too skinny and scrawny
You don't tell no lies and I can't f- with you only
I turn you up and you gon' never be lonely (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I want a Rolls-Royce, I want a Maybach
I want a Hellcat, cost a hundred racks (hundred racks)
You sold a lot of cap, they want they money back
On tour, I crossed 'em out, thank God I made it back (made it back)
I never asked for help, nobody gave me that (gave me that)
We 'bout to ban all that cap, we only statin' facts (statin' facts)
I'ma let 'em know how I feel, check out my latest track
And I always stay on track (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I'm killin' 'bout my brother, and I know that you see
My new house didn't come with a key, you gotta type it and see
F- your whole gang, we smoked the boss, we ain't smokin' no leaf
We shop online at vintage store, got thousand-dollar tees
We pass the b- right when we done
She ain't my wife, how could I see her with my son?
Rockin' Rick Owens, got the ones that say, "C-"
All I do is sit and count racks up by the bunch
Took her out and paid for lunch
Rich off of Pyrex
You could twirl your arm right to left and get a Corvette
Five or six M, double R, Ferrari, I don't know where to start at
I told my teacher I'ma buy more watches 'cause I was tardy
I started screamin' out the answers before it started
Added that b- to my ransom, then went the hardest
My homie died, I want answers, so we gon' spark it
We takin' over like cancer, and goin' the hardest
Had to gamble my life, rollin' the dice
My name got a price, so talk to me nice
I got my money right
You know they criticize
But it's alright, I won't be victimized
Judge and the police takin' my people lives
I'm just signin' checks and doin' what's best for mine
And I ain't gotta do too much 'cause real gon' recognize (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Vojtesak, Sergio Kitchens, Jeffery Lamar Williams
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