Recognize Real Lyrics by Young Thug, Gunna is the latest English song from “Punk”. The lyrics were written by Gunna, Young Thug while the song is produced by Charlie Handsome.
“Recognize Real” Track Info:
| Song | Recognize Real |
| Album | Punk |
| Singer | Young Thug, Gunna |
| Produced By | Charlie Handsome |
| Lyrics | Gunna, Young Thug |
Recognize Real Lyrics
Had To Gamble My Life
I’m Rolling The Dice
Money Ain’t Got A Price, But Talk To me nice
I Got My money Right
You Gotta Criticize, But It’s alright
I Won’t Be Victimized
Judge And The Police Taking My People’s Lives
I’m Just Signin’ Checks And Doing What’s Best For Mine
And I Ain’t Gotta Do Too Much ‘Cuz Real Gone Recognize
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
It’s Written On Your Face, Like You Better Than Me
I Can’t Get Caught Up With You B***hes, I’m Keeping It P
You Gotta Keep It P, Our Millennium Is The Last Dying Breed
(Oh! Yeah! Oh! Yeah!)
Louis On Me, My Arms Strong And You Too Skinny And Scrawny
You Tellin’ Lies, And I Can’t F**k With You Only
I Tear You Up And You Gone Never Be Lonely (Yeah!)
I Want A Rolls Royce, I Want A Maybach
I Want A Hellcat, It Cost A Hunnid Racks
You Sold A Lot Of Cap, They Want They Money Back
Had To, I Crossed Them Out, Thank God I Made It Back
I Never Asked For Help
Nobody Gave Me That
We Abouta Ban All That Cap
We Only Stating Facts
And Let Them Know How I Feel, So I Caught My Ladies Track
And I Always Stay On Track (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
I’m Killing About My Brother, And I Know That You See
My New House Didn’t Come With A Key
You Gotta Type It And See
F**k Your Whole Game, We Smoked The Boss
We Ain’t Smoking No Leaf
We Shop Online On A Vintage Store
Got Thousand-Dollar Tees
We Passed The B***h Right When We Done
She Ain’t My Wife, How Could I See Her With My Son?
Rockin’ Rick Owens, Got The Ones That Say, Cunt
All I Do Is Sit And Count Racks Up By The Bunch
Took Her Out And Paid For Lunch
Rich Off Of Pyrex, You Can Twirl Your Arm Right To Left
And Get A Corvette
5 Or 6 Million Dollar Ferrari Don’t Know What It Start At
I Told My Teacher I’ma Buy More Watches ‘Cuz I Was Tardy
I Started Screamin’ Out The Answers Before It Started
Added That B***h To My Ransom, Then Went The Hardest
My Homie Died, I Want Answers, So We Gone Spark It
We Taking Over Like Cancer And Going The Hardest
Had To Gamble My Life
I’m Rolling The Dice
Money Ain’t Got A Price, So Talk To Me Nice
I Got My Money Right
And Now They Criticize
But It’s Alright
I Won’t Be Victimized
Judge And The Police Taking My People’s Lives
I’m Just Signin’ Checks And Doing What’s Best For Mine
And I Ain’t Gotta Do Too Much ‘Cuz Real Gone Recognize
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)