Fxck Rap lyrics

I'm off the molly
Official street n*gga

[Hook]
I never been a broke n*gga
I sold weed I sold coke n*gga
That pistol was my only hope n*gga
I'm not a rapper I'mma street pope n*gga
I know how to hustle so f*ck rap
I know how to rob so f*ck rap
I might not ever get a deal so f*ck rap
I'm just tryna keep it real f*ck rap

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
These n*ggas don't keep it real
These n*ggas ain't street forreal
I shoot, I kill, do you know how many times I almost got killed?
My insides are ill
They don't know how I feel
My whole hood struggling either help or keep your deal
I keep a pistol beside me
I wish a n*gga would try me
It was a n*gga that tried me
Now he in the sky rest in peace
I be off that molly
Nurse can't find my IVY
Don't move without my choppa
I swear we should have been Siamese
These n*ggas pussies alley boy voice
I'mma big dog but I gotta lil voice (so)
Eazy did it
And boosie did it
So glizzy gon do it
We the f*ckin realest
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Shy Glizzy]
If this sh*t don't work then I might have to rob you
Got a gun that sounds like a motorcycle don't make me pull the throttle
You ain't never seen your uncle put cocaine in his nostrils
Streets hottest youngin Motherf*ck the fire Marshall
Out here goin ham
My man done killed my man
Might have to kill my other man if he tell on my man
MY crush became a groupie
Haters became fans
Naww they wasn't sleeping on me they was just on the zan
Blogs don't post my sh*t
It's too real dot com
Authentic and I'm named after a firearm (glizzy)
I'm bout to blow bin lauden gave me a rap bomb
Forever tre seven
I put that on my arms

Hook/ending