Lyrics:
to grind
It's gon' be real when I sign the line
'Cause I'ma get you paradise my little ain't have to grind
'Cause I'm going to to do it for him I know he
Ha ha ha-ha, if I could make niggas as real as me
Ha ha ha-ha, I'd ask, "how come niggas ain't real as me?"
(To me, it's what I see
To you, it's
When both, my nigga
Died by the trigger
Paul Walker Living
Driving Real Wreckless
Thinkin bout the Dglizzy
I ain't had the high speed
Really, I'ma die
modified, compromised
Terrified, ostracized, ain't telling lies
What rappers say in songs we live it all day long
But that's just real life up in the East
can't play no home games, fuck it's all good
Stand on what you believe in like Martin Luther King would (facts)
Free Sheff G, the game can't wait
Aye follow a code
That ain't somethin yall niggas livin by no mo
It is what it is to each his own yeah
They cannot
Stop how I rock
Drip is unmatched
a bean like a sensu
I been mixing up my lean in a test tube
Its still Gucci with the velcro I ain't rocking shell toes
Living like a king but I'm dying
Mind on my money
Money on my mind
I'm a real nigga bitch raised by his mom
Run up on this load, I'm a let it fly
I'm a hit the road, look up in
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]
[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
dreams as well and in real life still fuck a deal
They like well good Luck being Indy, look but I ain't even 12
And I'm the one that's tired, wonder why
of bitches
Think they could've made it this far
You can forget it
They don't make them like this anymore
They ain't built out of this shit
They're lucky
Tryna get the last bit's of petrol
Cause I'm famous, I keep it normal still
Real recognise real, recognise real
I'm so real, the nurse that brought me
said Stormzy can't be the king of grime
'Cause he can't do radio sets
Let's be real rude boy, I would light up a radio set
Like really I can't stand
understand what real is
When it came to you *** I woulda killed
But it was my fault *** I kept it too real
And God ain't makin' you *** like He used
Let me tell you children that at any time
Three kings in the desert that's a real rare find, yes it is
But Herod heard of it too
And when he heard
the populace
Another problem is the posse of apostas posturing Not keeping it real with how they really feel
We need to educate, elevate with a straight mental
now before they come take it from me
Never catching feelings because you know that you're the villain nigga
And I ain't felt shit in a long time sorry
streets
But when will it end? I don't think it ever will
Gang signs turn to prayer hands for appeal
I swear it's so real
Life's so deep
A lot of mums
the kingdom
I gotta stay ready, ready for the king to come, hey
Ugh! They might not play this song on the radio
But I guess it's all good, just blast it in ya
here
And if I blow up I’m still going to be here
Like a beyblade let it rip
Hey Wanny you legit
When you told me you loved me
I felt that for real
Ain’t
the way yo that’s toxic honey
Taste real good but it leads to death
Pride plus money equals nothing left
4th Chorus: 2x (Poetic Lace)
MONEY AINT KING
the rap was like real wack and shit, so that's all the response
He said, "Man, that was tight"
And that was it, you know, I ain't get no deal or nothin'
over the hump camels waiting
Never gave up, most of my peers forsaken
One make it, we all make it but I delivered that patient
King chronicles, never
night that plug, for the trillest
See my momma cry too many tears
And we been broke like too many years
It ain't too many kids, a couple homies,
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