Artist: Waka Flocka Flame Album: Salute Me, Shoot Me 4: Banned From America (Mixtape) Song: Realest Shit I Wrote Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus] Now this the realest shit I ever wrote My best friend I grew up was strung out on coke Now this the realest shit I ever wrote Why everybody I with grew up down the road Now this the realest shit I ever wrote All my hits I made till today I never wrote Now this the realest shit I ever wrote I've been through so much shit I could stand in the rain and ill soke so pray that I don't go wrong [Verse 1] I've been through so much shit lord please don't let me go bro I'm from Clay County we don't yawn niggas don't die ho Turn up They don't ride no country nigga They don't ride I'm from Clay county nigga I came from nothing but the song And now all these niggas wantin' somethin When I was young I got the dollar menu and some noddles nigga When it come to shoes every six months Me and my brothers got a new pair I'm blessed to be standing here [Chorus] Now this the realest shit I ever wrote My best friend I grew up was strung out on coke Now this the realest shit I ever wrote Why everybody I with grew up down the road Now this the realest shit I ever wrote All my hits I made till today I never wrote Now this the realest shit I ever wrote I've been through so much shit I could stand in the rain and not so pray that I don't go wrong [Verse 2] Come on help 'em come on come on check Hundred thousand in my mail box Bless my niggas locked up in a box I could never be a snitch man don't finger cops This the realest shit I ever wrote Lord want my child best for strung I go cold I'm just looking for some answers I'm just looking for some answers They kill my daddy kill my mother Bust my auntie cuff Get the HIV then took my bitch away from me So I'm poppin' pills, drinking liquor, smoking weed 'Cause I'm stressed out mentally [Chorus] Now this the realest shit I ever wrote My best friend I grew up was strung out on cold Now this the realest shit I ever wrote Why everybody I went grew up down the road Now this the realest shit I ever wrote All my hits I made till today I never wrote Now this the realest shit I ever wrote I've been through so much shit I could stand in the rain and not so pray that I don't go wrong