If you can be real for two secondsOr maybe a minute (oh yeah)If you can be real for two secondsOr maybe a minuteDo it, don't be shyIf you can be real for two secondsFirst order of business, I gotta fly out my peopleWay too many fakes in my face, I can see the evilsDrug addictions, bad bitchesThey gotta be chose, see the peacoatBlack slacks, it's R. I. P. clothes, see amigosLaid back, I cock the nino, game time, gang timeNo time to reload, handle mine, take mineI've gotta deebo, can't waste a minuteRap Yeats, I master business, but still a menacePeep my mojo I got together, I'm in my bagToo many looks, they pocket watchin', gotta hit the gasLook back, I see the clouds, these niggas doubtThey say a nigga'd never make it, now look at me nowYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahHood times, I never cared, I pull up thereOutside your club, I'm at your clubGave myself too many chancesGave myself too many chancesAlcohol and all these dancersGave myself too manyGave myself too many chancesGave myself too many chancesAlcohol and all these dancersGave myself too manyGave myself too many chancesGave myself too many chancesAlcohol and all these dancersGave myself too manyGave myself too many chancesGave myself too many chancesAlcohol and all these dancers
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If you can be real for two seconds
Or maybe a minute (oh yeah)
If you can be real for two seconds
Or maybe a minute
Do it, don't be shy
If you can be real for two seconds
First order of business, I gotta fly out my people
Way too many fakes in my face, I can see the evils
Drug addictions, bad bitches
They gotta be chose, see the peacoat
Black slacks, it's R. I. P. clothes, see amigos
Laid back, I cock the nino, game time, gang time
No time to reload, handle mine, take mine
I've gotta deebo, can't waste a minute
Rap Yeats, I master business, but still a menace
Peep my mojo I got together, I'm in my bag
Too many looks, they pocket watchin', gotta hit the gas
Look back, I see the clouds, these niggas doubt
They say a nigga'd never make it, now look at me now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hood times, I never cared, I pull up there
Outside your club, I'm at your club
Gave myself too many chances
Gave myself too many chances
Alcohol and all these dancers
Gave myself too many
Gave myself too many chances
Gave myself too many chances
Alcohol and all these dancers
Gave myself too many
Gave myself too many chances
Gave myself too many chances
Alcohol and all these dancers
Gave myself too many
Gave myself too many chances
Gave myself too many chances
Alcohol and all these dancers
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