Lil Baby – Real As It Gets (Official Lyrics) ft. EST Gee

[Hook]

I been savin’ my guawla I ain’t savin’ no b*tch
I had put down my glock but I picked up a stick
Don’t get in hating shit
I’m on some greatest shit
My people proud
I’m as real as it gets
Gone have to chase me I don’t like to wait and I swear I’m impatient I don’t like to sit
I made a way for you little bitty n*ggas
I wish you would play with me
boy you a b*tch

[Lil Baby Verse]

Still got exotic I’ll told him to mail it
I don’t gotta touch somebody gone sell it
Bro gone keep it solid I know you won’t tell it
Grew up in the streets I ain’t never saw belly
I didn’t have shit I ain’t never get jealous
born in this shit I grew up with some felons
reach for this water we’ll go at your melon
My lil bro a slime  he’ll draw on a reverend
I don’t really have to talk about steppin’
Cause my n*ggas never get caught when it happen
Own sip no syrup in the morning I’m snapping
You can take this as your warning I’m packing
FN inside of my hand when I back in
Get to actin’ I promise we clapping
Jokes up it gotta be stamped  on the package
It’s the real one you know that I’m taxing
Get the ball imma score or I’m passing
got no love for no hoe I ain’t passionate
I don ran up a dub on an accident
to the streets im the voice I’m an advocate
ask the plug this the most he done ever sent
N*ggas broke what’s the most you done ever spent?
Getting paid is the most I didn’t never save
we gone hop out wit k’s out in the broad day

[Hook x 2]

I been savin my guawla ain’t savin no b*tch
I had put down my glock but I picked up a stick
Don’t get in hating shit
I’m on some greatest shit
My people proud
I’m as real as it get
Gone have to chase me I don’t like to wait and I swear I’m impatient I don’t like to sit
I made a way for you little bitty n*ggas
I wish you would play wit me
boy you a b*tch

[EST Gee Verse]

All this shit started off in the kitchen
show me once and I was paying attention
ask the trenches they gonna say I’m the realist official the difference between me and n*ggas
I’m rich when I get off my Insta
get him killed by the night
For a 60 I sent it
I can’t even risk it
Opps want me finished but I’m steady winning
Youngest richest n*gga out of my city
I been had the streets in the head lock
We had two or three bricks at Miss Jan spot
still dead fresh if the feds watchin
send a diss and hide a get yo man shot
N*ggas play but they know we going to air it out
she was acting bougie, flew her friend out
I went took it ain’t ask for a hand out
old n*ggas see me out and put they heads down
I still got my block if the music don’t crack
Really living what I rap
250 out the trap if I say it’s a fact
You was putting on an act
You a killa on a app
Ask who put us on a map
put the hood on my back
3 cars 10 straps
N*ggas better never lack