Real Drill

Real Drill (Verse 1) Yo, I’m the king on the block, call me Big Flexin', Real drill shit, no time for guessin', Homies talk tough, but they just suppressin', Got the city on my back, you can feel the blessin'. (Chorus) Real drill, motherfucker, we livin' that life, Jealousy creepin', cut deep like a knife, Bitches in the rear, yeah, they wanna be my wife, But I’m ballin' hard, this ain’t no child’s strife. (Verse 2) See me movin' packs, yeah, I’m slingin' that steel, Thugs in the shadows, gotta keep it all real, Diss tracks flyin', but they missin' the feel, I’m the wave in the game, they just drown in the reel. (Chorus) Real drill, motherfucker, we livin' that life, Jealousy creepin', cut deep like a knife, Bitches in the rear, yeah, they wanna be my wife, But I’m ballin' hard, this ain’t no child’s strife. (Bridge) They throw shade, but I’m shinin' like gold, Talkin’ 'bout the hustle, but my story’s untold, Flexin’ on these haters, yeah, I’m breakin' the mold, In the concrete jungle, gotta be bold. (Verse 3) Drill beats bangin', feel it deep in your soul, Ain't no love lost, just a heart made of coal, Jealousy burns, but I keep my eyes on the goal, Killin' all the doubters, I'm takin' control. (Chorus) Real drill, motherfucker, we livin' that life, Jealousy creepin', cut deep like a knife, Bitches in the rear, yeah, they wanna be my wife, But I’m ballin' hard, this ain’t no child’s strife. (Outro) So step back, man, if you ain't in my lane, Real drill vibes, yeah, we bringin' the pain, From Brooklyn to the Bronx, we remember the name, This is the real drill, motherfucker, feel the flame.