Real Talk lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah n*ggas, it’s motherf*cking B.o.B
I’m sick and tired of motherf*ckin’ talkin’, n*gga
I don’t give a f*ck right now
Y’all n*ggas think we playin’
Y’all think this a game
Y’all think this chance
Y’all think this a motherf*ckin’ dice roll
But n*gga check my pants
My motherf*ckin’ wallet too big and dense n*gga
f*ck with me
Yeah, East Side and The A and Decatur all day
[?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook]
Y’all n*ggas are f*cked up
No I ain’t in this [?]
My chance, no I ain’t lock up
I’m finna get my bucks up
I’m tryna get that bud
But I ain’t [?]
I’m just choppin’ off like doctors
So you better put your knocks off
You tryna f*ck with us
You know that I’m a hustler
I’m coming out like a [?]
So y’all n*ggas been [?]
And back up, you fat f*ck
[?] upon that pony, homie
Ain’t no one pasta, but you’re pasta
Straight Macaroni
[Hook]
Y’all n*ggas are f*cked up
No I ain’t in this [?]
My chance, no I ain’t lock up
I’m finna get my bucks up
I’m tryna get that bud
But I ain’t [?]
I’m just choppin’ off like doctors
So you better put your knocks off
You tryna f*ck with us
You know that I’m a hustler
I’m coming out like a [?]
So y’all n*ggas been [?]
And back up, you fat f*ck
[?] upon that pony, homie
Ain’t no one pasta, but you’re pasta
Straight Macaroni

[Verse]
I’m married to the game
Like it’s [?]
And I’m real with it
So don’t come up to me actin’ phony
You crack my [?] with that bat n*gga
That’s baloney
You b*tch [?]
You don’t belong here
You’re talkin’ while you’re roamin’
Now n*gga that’s expensive
I’m on that romance sh*t n*gga
I got suspenders
n*gga I’m that suspenseful
The flow you know I’ll kill ya
Hoes you know I drill ‘em
They gon’—
Hold the f*ck up n*gga
It’s motherf*ckin’ B.o.B
This the movement
B Rich Entertainment, n*gga
[?]
All motherf*ckin’ day
Y’all n*ggas know what this is
Oh look around, all curious and sh*t
You know what’s going on
Don’t get scared n*gga, boo n*gga, [?] n*gga
Take some motherf*ckin’ cover
Ahahaha
Yeah, yeah