Lyrics Relate - Buck Fifty, flyboy tarantino, Kinsoul

Relate

Hello
Oh my gosh, D. Rein
Nigga, I don’t feel you
Pipe down, bro, we know that ain’t the real you (Uh what?)
Ask yo' baby momma, she don’t even feel you (Feel)
I am not a little nigga, I don’t fear you (I don’t fear you)
I’m a real one (I'm a real—), nigga, I don’t feel you (I'm a real—)
I’d rather see the smile up on my momma face (Momma face)
What’s real to a fake?
You know we can’t relate (Can't relate)
Want my wrist to flow with diamonds so I’m up-to-date (I'm up-to-date)
Want that big body Tesla, I’ma skate
I can’t feel you (Wait)
Don’t let your pride be yo' demise 'cause it’ll kill you
Got a couple niggas down to drill you (Down to drill you)
Backwood, keep the medicine to heal you (Down to heal you)
Want a .45 with 'cause I can’t feel you
Got a couple shooters down to catch a case (Pop, pop)
We got good lawyers, we don’t do the race (Do the race)
Tell a bitch I’m bankin', throw blues in her face (Face)
Bitch, I grind, I bust my ass so all my family straight (Family straight,
straight)
, I’m shinin', let it blind yo' face (Blind yo' face)
Want a flight to Dubai and start a camel race (Camel race)
She get high up in Hawaii so watch her bottle shake (Bottle shake)
She said my dick look kawaii 'cause she like anime
Nigga, I don’t feel you
Pipe down, bro, we know that ain’t the real you (Uh what?)
Ask yo' baby momma, she don’t even feel you (Feel)
I am not a little nigga, I don’t fear you (I don’t fear you)
I’m a real one (I'm a real—), nigga, I don’t feel you
Boy, you not my cousin, we cannot relate ('Not relate)
Niggas talkin' shit, man, yeah, I know they fake (I know they fake)
Ride through the city and try to go escape (Go escape)
Got it on the map, you know I gotta skate (Gotta skate)
Niggas talkin' shit but it was okay (Okay)
Came with that sauce in a full lane (Full lane)
Niggas always talkin', man, they so lame (So lame)
Dancin' on them bitches like it’s Soul Train (Soul Train)
Shawty way too fine like a ticket (Ticket)
I just thought about it, I might get it (Get it)
Money on my mind, can’t forget it ('Get it)
I’ma do my thing for my city (City)
I’ma need (), yeah
Pull up and my diamonds on that Frozone (Frozone), yeah
Shawty wanna go but I can’t go on (Go on)
got me slowed (Slowed)
lost my breath (My breath)
Fuck that shit, I ain’t lose my check (My check)
I’ma get it in, yeah bitch, I’m next (I'm next)
I’ma work it out like bitch, I flex, yeah (I flex)
You don’t have to—
Nigga, I don’t feel you
Pipe down, bro, we know that ain’t the real you (Uh what?)
Ask yo' baby momma, she don’t even feel you (Feel)
I am not a little nigga, I don’t fear you (I don’t fear you)
I’m a real one (I'm a real—), nigga, I don’t feel you