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Realness Unleashed: Gray Ray's Anthem to Authenticity
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Lyrics

I would let you hop in the ride but you ain't real enough

Unwilling to allow someone insincere to join in the experience.

Heard about the cappin, bout the stackin boy, the gig is up

Aware of deception and false claims about accumulating wealth; the truth is revealed.

Horses in the hood tell that motherfucker giddy up

Metaphorical use of "horses" in the neighborhood, urging action or progression.

Word around town I'm about to turn the city up

Anticipation of making a significant impact on the city.

Unh I did, unh get big

Past achievements acknowledged; expressing growth.

Poppin rose' til the motherfucker fill me up

Celebration with rose wine until feeling fulfilled.

Poppin rose' til the motherfucker fill me up

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You'll have a hard time lookin if you find someone real as us

Asserting authenticity and rarity, challenging others to find someone as genuine.

Real as us, real as us

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Poppin rose' til the motherfucker fill me up

Reiteration of enjoying rose wine to the point of satisfaction.

Poppin rose', pop pop poppin rose til the motherfucker fill me up

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Poppin rose' til the mothefucker fill me up

Continuation of the celebration and fulfillment theme.

You have a hard time looking if you find someone real as us

Repeating the challenge to find someone as real as the speaker.

The people want melody, my niggas got felonies

Recognition that the audience desires a melodic element; acknowledgment of criminal backgrounds.

Ion want ya girly, please, she look like the letter P

Disinterest in pursuing a woman who does not meet physical preferences.

No ass at-all, I'm a dog, got them draws, never text or a call

Confidently asserting attractiveness and avoiding commitment.

Just got a rapper’s girl, if I was wack I would diss you

Boasting about acquiring a rapper's girlfriend; shift from physical confrontation to a more strategic approach.

I'm good wit the hands, but now I rap got a pistol

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Dap me up, talk behind my back, what a bitch do

Addressing betrayal and gossip, highlighting resilience.

They cant write me off, I'm gettin rich wit a pencil

Emphasizing financial success against criticism.

2-1-4 The whole metroplex fuck it, I do it for the young fly niggas gettin buckets

Declaration of representing and doing it for young successful individuals.

Twenties and fifties and hunnids

Listing monetary denominations (twenties, fifties, hundreds).

I came to run it up, give a fuck who run it, throw ya neighborhood up, up, up

Expressing determination to achieve success and pride in one's neighborhood.

Weak stomach, now ya know you see the smoke, cause you know the flames comin

Physical discomfort as a metaphor for witnessing success.

Off-white jumpman, yea you know the bitch jumpin

Referencing exclusive Off-White brand; suggesting high-end fashion and desirability.

Still the heartbreak kid, DX shit suck it, suck it

Reference to WWE's DX (D-Generation X) and the speaker's confident attitude.

I would let you hop in the ride but you ain't real enough

Repetition of earlier themes of authenticity, celebration, and challenging others to match the speaker's realness.

Heard about the cappin, bout the stackin boy, the gig is up

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Horses in the hood tell that motherfucker giddy up

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Word around town I'm about to turn the city up

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Unh I did, unh get big

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Poppin rose' til the motherfucker fill me up

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Poppin rose' til the motherfucker fill me up

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You'll have a hard time lookin if you find someone real as us

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Real as us, real as us

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Poppin rose' til the motherfucker fill me up, poppin rose', pop pop poppin rose

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Poppin rose' til the mothefucker fill me up

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You have a hard time looking if you find someone real as us

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Dreams as it seems from one king, the gleam from one ring

Aspirations, attracting women, confidence, criminal references, and asserting dominance in the speaker's world.

Will take ya girl right out her g-string

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Box spring papi, snake-skin shoes probably, got em fienin in the lobby

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Make em wanna get naughty

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Young John Gotti, love gun got bodies, real sloppy, try to copy, can't fill a nigga nikes

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I'm really in the game, boys treat it like a hobby, I'm big headed, this my world

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Word to Bobby

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Yea yea yea

Affirmation or agreement, possibly directed towards someone named Bobby.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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