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Desiigner

Genres: Hip-Hop

Keep It Real Lyrics - Desiigner

[Chorus: Desiigner] 

Hide the money, I keep it real 

Know nuttin' else but to keep it real 

Mama always told me keep it real, fuck the lying shit it get you killed 

Screw your face up with the drill 

Young nigga originally stacking this mil 

Don't give a fuck how you feel 

Hide the money, I keep it real 

Know nuttin' else but to keep it real 

Mama always told me keep it real, fuck the lying shit it get you killed 

Screw your face up with the drill 

Young nigga originally stacking this mil 

Don't give a fuck how you feel 

 

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[Bridge: Desiigner] 

I been getting money all night playa 

I been getting money all night, I played ya 

With this brick I could make it 

Slip it all for this paper 

Codeine sipping late gooder 

Go buy this purple fanta 

Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda 

Panda, Panda, I'm in danger 

Put the MAC on your shoulder you dipstick it's red lipstick [?] 

Threw hundred thousand in the club, when I do a hundred yeah I get the paper 

Yeah these niggas get the bands up 

Dunk, dunk hit a lay-up 

 

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[Verse 1: Fredo] 

Young nigga counting them racks 

Turning the powder to crack 

Niggas should 'low all the chat, if you had money how would you act? 

I'm living this life, don't listen to dem they're living a lie 

After I whip up this brick into 5 think I might go take a trip to Dubai 

These bricks got me dripping in ice 

Your chick want some dick for the night 

My uncle try give me advice like I don't know he's been hitting the pipe 

This shit isn't nice, so we cash out on clothes and glittery ice 

Bro this brick isn't right, how it ain't even lockin' it's sitting in ice 

Catch me in my trap I'm laughing, it's a joke 

Cos I just sold a boy a brick and only half of it was coke 

Can you catch my drift? 

I was young in mums tryna add some mix 

She came home early, caught me cooking nearly had a fit 

 

[Chorus: Desiigner] 

Hide the money, I keep it real 

Know nuttin' else but to keep it real 

Mama always told me keep it real, fuck the lying shit it get you killed 

Screw your face up with the drill 

Young nigga originally stacking this mil 

Don't give a fuck how you feel 

 

[Bridge: Desiigner] 

I been getting money all night playa 

I been getting money all night, I played ya 

With this brick I could make it 

Slip it all for this paper 

Codeine sipping late gooder 

Go buy this purple fanta 

Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda 

Panda, Panda, I'm in danger 

Put the MAC on your shoulder you dipstick it's red lipstick [?] 

Threw hundred thousand in the club, when I do a hundred yeah I get the paper 

Yeah these niggas get the bands up 

Dunk, dunk hit a lay-up 

 

[Verse 2: Dave East] 

Young nigga got my cake out 

[?] Japan got my BAPE out 

In my lap I got makeup, she was just dying to taste cuz 

[?] came pulling Wraith up 

Dice on me nigga shake something 

Shooter with me he gon' take something 

You owe the plug you ain't making nuttin' 

Diamonds looking like a water park 

So much money I don't wanna talk 

If they catch him know he gonna talk 

All these foreigns I don't wanna walk 

All this money, shit I gotta spend 

You ain't got it but we got it in 

I'm here for paper, got a lot of friends over 16 I could cop a Benz 

Handle dough with my leadership, you never had coke on your fingertips 

I thought to get rich I would need a brick 

I would never ever need a bitch 

FedEx tell me that I need a hit, street nigga I just need a lift 

Your wife told me that she needed dick 

Go anywhere you ain't seeing this 

 

[Chorus: Desiigner] 

Hide the money, I keep it real 

Know nuttin' else but to keep it real 

Mama always told me keep it real, fuck the lying shit it get you killed 

Screw your face up with the drill 

Young nigga originally stacking this mil 

Don't give a fuck how you feel 

Hide the money, I keep it real 

Know nuttin' else but to keep it real 

Mama always told me keep it real, fuck the lying shit it get you killed 

Screw your face up with the drill 

Young nigga originally stacking this mil 

Don't give a fuck how you feel 

 

[Bridge: Desiigner] 

I been getting money all night playa 

I been getting money all night, I played ya 

With this brick I could make it 

Slip it all for this paper 

Codeine sipping late gooder 

Go buy this purple fanta 

Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda 

Panda, Panda, I'm in danger 

Put the MAC on your shoulder you dipstick it's red lipstick [?] 

Threw hundred thousand in the club, when I do a hundred yeah I get the paper 

Yeah these niggas get the bands up 

Dunk, dunk hit a lay-up 

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