Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let's Be Realistic, artist - Ed O.G. Date of issue: 05.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Let's Be Realistic |
| Ayo I’m in the game |
| It’s my turn so I’m dealing 'em |
| These new rap cats, I ain’t feelin' 'em |
| Think they running shit? |
| I cripple they style and start wheeling 'em |
| Get in theft mode and start stealing 'em |
| We can take it to the next |
| And get bananas and start peeling 'em |
| God be healing 'em |
| Roxbury keep it real with 'em |
| These small guys is snake eyes |
| McDonald small fries |
| Trying to compete with steak fries |
| Watch my cake rise |
| I sever and break ties |
| On fake guys who make lies, take 10 tries |
| And keep a watch on niggas just like jake’s eyes |
| And keep it locked with niggas, I never take sides |
| I’m global |
| And looking better like Total |
| A lot dogs in this game but they small like Toto |
| Edo G be vocal |
| Mobile, never stay local |
| Have 'em saying «oh no» like they name was Yoko |
| «Let's be realistic, you can’t go off» |
| «Oh no» |
| «Ed O.G.'s about to come off» — Ed O.G. |
| & The Bulldogs 'I Got To Have It' |
| «Go off, go off» |
| Staring at a blank piece of paper |
| I’m taking mines like a raper |
| Dropping fools like an anchor |
| Trying to see paper like a banker |
| Close to death almost met my maker |
| Verbal whipping, leave you sore like a canker |
| No limit to my skills, big guns like a tanker |
| Put you out position like a center as a flanker |
| No material spending but on acre’s |
| All star crew like the Lakers |
| A challenge for the takers |
| We move makers |
| All the haters and fakers |
| Your career be up and down like Nestle on the fader |
| If you try to play us |
| Don’t forget I used to run with the Humbolt Raiders |
| Never take a hiatus |
| The ghetto made us |
| Edo G be like the greatest |
| While you take the crooked path, my shit be like the straightest |
| With an assortment of flavors |
| From Boston, we the rope cables |
| Floss the skills that God gave us |
| Well if you start then I’ma end you |
| At your crib or at the venue |
| Don’t talk about what I’m into |
| Don’t give a fuck what you been through |
| I come with different shit like a menu |
| And I continue only if I offend you |
| Never befriend you |
| Who pretend to, turn it all around then I’ma spin you |
| Off when I send you |
| I got the shit to keep 'em hooked on |
| From the 'Berry to Brook-nam, regular to foot long |
| Edo G’s a hot dog |
| Intelligent and smart dawg |
| Blowing up your whole spot dawg |
| Big nuts and guts |
| Keep 'em open like sluts |
| I say «1, 2» you say «what what» |
| Big dogs verses little mutts |
| Stick to the basics, beats, rhymes and dope cuts |
| Stop leaning on niggas like a crutch |
| I’ll make you feel me without the slightest of a touch |
| I’m too much |