Dig_90 - Realest sh** lyrics

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Dig_90 - Realest sh** lyrics

{Verse 1:Dig_90) Dig and de ess i got the first verse I dont stand for colors last time i check i was in a v neck Yall bragging bout your net worth most of yall ain't worth dirt Id spit on you and sneeze on you p**y n***a menstruate for tissue Id rip you,stab you in a chest at least i ain't a backstabber Got my lyrics stack in yo mouth like a bad stammerer Last time i was b**hing was only cos i was giving you a taste of your Medicine without a prescription nobody's too big Goliath dies cos of a sling My name will ring bells like ding dong I ain't even recorded the song yet they was tweeting for a link Real n***as never seen jail and youd be in my bad book if you fail To complete a task yall was wack im sick i was too pale b**h i reign and my nae is being hailed n***as want head that was their f**ing fairy tales Your time was out yall was playing overtime Then i made that buzzer that made me over shine I was overwhelmed cos yall nigaas was outshine That was cos it was my time Black b**hes dont blush just like white n***as dont thug I was drinking team in a blue mug then i saw a blood who told Me "how can a drink be crispy" Most of yall wanna diss me i dont really give a f** I dont care bout diss songs cos if i diss yall That would only make sure id make your fans who*es That only means they'd be f**ed up like s** in plane Im k**ing this track whiles staying in my lane Im a pilot cos n***a im speaking it plane Never held a cain boy i never touched pain And i wasn't flattered when the b**hes said i was cute That was cos my dough was coming from different angles even obtuse Excuse me n***a im doing me Im a subject and a predicate Thats cos i agree with my self i ain't here to educate Yall flowing then my heat made you evaporate Im gon come for(camphor) you n***as they gon sublime They was too fake I ain't on courtside n***a i own every state Taking new n***as out the game like a blind date {Verse2:De_Ess} More money More money gon get you outta school Im trynna shape into a square like honey Rubik's cube Money got the feeling make u feeling cracking up I ain't got no feelings so the money gon be acting up sh** boy ess be flowing like he outta breath Locked outta heaven jesus christ be like i owe my rent You talking with your money Mine does the talking He say harsh boy just be silent by your manners Harsh reality taking toll and pay your taxes De_Ess is taking toll no money is required E-U-P to the highest euphoria Utopia is when you bright like you controlling Solo is what i live by control b**hes and most of em do drive byes In Underground knocked down in the dirt Just a pa**er by looking down on this earth