Stitches Real Street Nigga song lyrics

I'm a real street nigga, and you a fake ass nigga

Ain't never sold dope nigga, you a pussy ass nigga

You a pussy ass nigga, y'all some pussy ass niggas

You a pussy ass nigga, I'm a real street nigga

Diamonds in my grill boy, I might leave you blind

Cocaine in my car, and the police tryna find it

Fuck the police, and fuck them K9 dogs too?? so nigga what can you do

I'm a professional drug dealer

And I make music for all of my thug niggas

Free all of my niggas in the chain game whoadie

I'm always gonna scream free all of my homies

All my niggas riders, I'm a drug supplier

White tee, jordans on nigga and I'm driving

Bricks in the back boy, in a pillow sack boy

If they try to pull me over, imma catch a case boy

I ain't going in boy, it's gonna be life boy

They gonna try to put me in there for my whole life boy

I don't wanna rot in no prison, I'd rather be dead

And when I find out who snitch on me, that boy gonna end up dead

Fuck Young Jeezy, fuck Tyga and The Game

Fuck around with me nigga, I put bullets in your brain

You just woke up a monster, you was just some imposters

The truth always come, remember that homie