Cyhi The Prynce - Real Talk Lyrics
[Verse 1: Cyhi Da Prince]One hand wash the other, both hands wash the faceThat was food for thought, nigga go wash yo plateMy kingdom is The Firm, and pimp I'm Dr. DreGood Music is the team and shawty I'm Dr. JCause real niggas do real things, we don't talk we don't spill beansStart selling mid when I was 15, Hidden Hills off Field GreenGot a stupid chain, gotta ill ring, Jacob nigga that's real blingI'm a drum major I keep a band and a buncha hoes on my drill teamYoung prince I know real kings, I don't sleep but I still dreamBorn and raised in the dirty south, but when you see me I'm still cleanShawty I'm a legend in the A, Dominique WilkinsI gotta question to ask yall, any real players in the building?[Hook]I'm in the club, throwed like lacrosseChillin in my section, smoking that exhaustYo ***** was on my dick and shawty that ain't my faultSo before you start some shit, I suggest you walkReal talk, real talk, real talk, are-real talkReal talk, real talk, real talk, are-real talkReal talk, jealousy, that's against the lawReal talk, are-real talk, are-real talk, are-real talkAre-real talk[Verse 2: Cyhi Da Prince]I said man sharpen man, like steel sharpen steelI'm the streets' Dr. Phil, I make music y'all can feelYeen talking 'bout no money if you ain't talking millsTook my fives to the bank and exchanged for larger billsBoy I keep a lot of hoes, you can ask my partner PillIf Tameka ain't gon' *****, then I know that Tasha willYou went and bought that ***** a truck, from me she barely got a mealYou look like one of them rap niggas who never got a dealBut I'm a B-O-S-S, jumping out of that S. SHigh school, superlatives, she most attractive, I'm best dressedI'm so happy to be alive but every day I'm dead freshShe already on my dick and we ain't even had sex yetI got the discount, you paid the retail rateDon't be jealous mu*****a that's a female's traitShe let the whole gang bang, we call her East laCuz I'm a V-12 and nigga you just a clk[Hook]I'm in the club, throwed like lacrosseChillin in my section, smoking that exhaustYo ***** was on my dick and shawty that ain't my faultSo before you start some shit, I suggest you walkReal talk, real talk, real talk, are-real talkReal talk, real talk, real talk, are-real talkReal talk, jealousy, that's against the lawReal talk, are-real talk, are-real talk, are-real talkAre-real talk[Verse 3: Dose]Make big plays, bang desert eagles, got desert storm swang from my charmBen Franklin tatted in my arm, my nigga eating No RamadanBig dough, no Papa Johns, all this damn Versace onMedusa head, tryna duck the feds, I pop the meds, I pour the medsI stay low, I keep the mid going for the high I'm bussing headsWe in the building, we do it big, I'm in the bed with yo *****And you know this, a hundred bottles help you noticeThese diamonds flawless, ferocious - so sickB-***** I'm in my zone, ***** I'm on itKnock it out the park, bases loadedMy name hold weight nigga watch me tote itNiggas looking like they want it but that ***** shit they stay on itI'm in the penthouse, thumbing through thousands, my ***** bad, her ass fatI get racks, she can have that, 5th Plaza, we smashed thatNew coupe, paper tag that, all that money, where ya swag at?You see me, I burn the track to the 3rd degree and you can wrap that[Hook]I'm in the club, throwed like lacrosseChillin in my section, smoking that exhaustYo ***** was on my dick and shawty that ain't my faultSo before you start some shit, I suggest you walkReal talk, real talk, real talk, are-real talkReal talk, real talk, real talk, are-real talkReal talk, jealousy, that's against the lawReal talk, are-real talk, are-real talk, are-real talkAre-real talk
