Real Money - Velli Sosa, Alley Boy

We shooting in traffic

Pull out with your last bitch

One hunned and carry

The n*ggas want what we have

We stood on the brick we used to it

I’ll give em this bitch I’m used to it

We pulling up on em we used to it

Gotta tough mind got em influence

Man down play with em all night

Camp out here you’re gonna smell it

Still got them hoes on go

Shaking their yo at a young daddy

Bitch in a leotard go

Shot in an M-6

Been used to it never been rich

I live in the block n*ggas same game

Said I’m used to it

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money (bout to get hunned)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money (get fronted)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money (bout to get a hunned)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money

Big Guiness is a little n*gga

Tell him don’t fuck here figure

That hoe been a slut since high school

Still trying to go with her

We playing real packs

Driving down the 12 way back

Seen my first million dollars

It would be in big bang black

Kinda sucks being big in paper

Yo baby daddy he a hater

Alley Boy on top

Lil Jess in skyscrapers

Got rollies got shooters got whips

That n*gga you fucking a wimp

My partners are just like a blimp

Stuck with nothing but strips mall mall (crack)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money (yeah)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money (bout to get a hunned)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money (bout to get a hunned)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money (yeah)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money (bout to get a hunned)

These n*ggas ain’t used to no real money

Hood rich bitch

Everything I do every day