P. Reign

P. Reign - Realest In The City lyrics

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Ft. Meek Mill & PartyNextDoor

(Verse: PARTYNEXTDOOR)

On my way downtown fo' the girl who got the guarantee

Man I kill the town, 7 seater in the Cherokee

White on white ghost, that's my lil Amber Rose

Let the top peel back, let ? see the map

Lil shawty from the way used to have a thing fo' me

Take the bricks up out da Benz, now the whole team straight

We ain't speakin' fo' the city, we just talkin' 'bout the block

Yeah, the whole team hot, yeah the whole team hot and ya know it

If it's paper, we blow it

Those niggas I roll wit, they got the thing fo' the forty

We riding thru, that’s what ya 'pose to do when you're the realest

(Hook)

The realest niggas in da city

The realest niggas in da city

The realest niggas in da city

I wouldn't say realest nigga alive

But I don’t know none o' these guys!

The realest niggas in the city

These bitches there, they rollin' wit me

The realest niggas in the city

Wouldn't say the realest muthafucka alive

But I don’t really give a fuck about those guys

(Verse 2: P.Reign)

Raising hell

When I wrote this in the cell and posted bail

Man my boy just got convicted fo' a M and got an L

When ya momma got a rap sheet long as yours ya know it's real

Got a package thru the mail

Whipped that then sold it to the mayor

I turn peasants into kings, I made winners out o' losers

Say ya luv me, better suck me, I turn women into Hoovers

Praise the Lord hallelujah, Jesus pieces from the jeweler

Hate me, screw ya

Bitch I started as yo favorite rapper shooter

(Brap, Brap, Brap)

It’s cold in the city, roll with a milly

Grind on ten, be home in a minute

Rap so long I could blow any minute

Just met a new chick that’ll blow if I’m wid it

Ride for the Reps, dirty money, baby, life is a mess

No ice on ya chest, I can tell why you’re stressed

But I’m busy gettin' paid, I connect yo connects

(Hook)

The realest niggas in da city

The realest niggas in da city

The realest niggas in da city

I wouldn't say realest nigga alive

But I don’t know none o' these guys!

The realest niggas in the city

These bitches there, they rollin' wit me

The realest niggas in the city

Wouldn't say the realest muthafucka alive

But I don’t really give a fuck about those guys

(Verse 3: Meek Mill)

This right here that trill shit

This that shit the hoes like

This that make that mill shit

Counting paper for the whole night

This that take yo girl shit, California was a long flight

Rodeo Drive spent eighty five on my day 1's, they look twice

To be blessed by the best, three gun, nothin' less

We on, fuck the best and all my niggas want the cheque

The money and power plus the respect and I promised nothin' less

I’m reppin' my team, I put my whole hood on this cream

They gotta fuck wit that, word up! We

(Hook)

The realest niggas in da city

The realest niggas in da city

The realest niggas in da city

I wouldn't say realest nigga alive

But I don’t know none o' these guys!

The realest niggas in the city

These bitches there, they rollin' wit me

The realest niggas in the city

Wouldn't say the realest muthafucka alive

But I don’t really give a fuck about those guys

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