Im Straight Flow (Slowed)
Lil Keke
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You know what I'm saying? (Shit, for sure)
Straight, nigga
Doing my motherfucking thing, man
Got a slab in the truck and a foreign in the front yard
30 Round clip for them niggas tryna act hard
Step on the porch in my Mauri slippers
'Cause a real nigga made it, neighborhood blue-chipper
Stacks was gone and I still stood as a real G
Get mine regardless, niggas gon' have to kill me
Hate it when you rich, I call 'em a killjoy
The summertime coming, I'm copping another toy
'69 SS I-10 going west
Red peanut, peanut butter, same headrest
Pop the lid, motor chrome, don't forget the frog zone
Woodgrain in my fist, hands-free telephone
I'm still gone, packing up and shipping out
I only ride drop when I know the weather hot
It ain't your business what a real hustler's made
Stay away from fake ass niggas and I'm straight
Give me a ho and a 3.5, a half a cake
A hoop with some tennis, some music and I'm straight
I'm straight, for sure, nigga
I'm straight, that's right, hey
Give me a beat and a mic, some ink and a couple of sheets
A booth to lay the vocals and I'll drop you some heat
'Cause I'm straight, for real, nigga
I'm straight, that's right
As long as I got my pen, then my family is fed
And as long as I'm still alive, your whole style is dead
Marble floors and countertops, stacks and fat knots
The crib is a beast, waterfalls and white rocks
Still working hard and fuck taking a break
You niggas is wing dinners, I'm a tough-ass steak
Hey, let me show you what this youngster 'bout
When I raise the garage and pull the monster out
Fat sack of purple and a box of cigarillos
Four karat stones still hang from the earlobe
Niggas been hating since I signed with Pharris
But I don't really hear nothing when I'm walking in Paris
Shopping sprees big, it's nothing but tag popping
Boys look ridiculous talking and window shopping
In and out of state, we traveling, making cake
No funeral court date, man, I guess a nigga straight
I'm straight
Got two pounds of kush, a gallon of good drank
I'm rolling some fresh fo's and a candy paint
I'm straight, for real, nigga
I'm straight, that's right, check it
I got two bad hoes when the plane hit the ground
Convertible at the gate and a room downtown
I'm straight, that's right, only real
I'm straight, for sure, yeah