Lyrics:
this "Mo Thug Family" is for real
Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all
Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggas with the guns
And you
the king of this dab shit
Come through dabbin' on your bitch
Fuck her real quick you would never know
I would never tell a soul
Quavo walked up in the room
to the suffering and the sources
Of abuse an excuse for addiction, divorces
Skipping out on the rocks with a slice of the real
To prove to my reflection I could
I give you my time
I give you my all
Just for you
I give you my heart
I give you my soul
Just for you darling
Just for you
Sunshine with
These hoes looking for love
But yet they lack patience
These niggas wanna be famous
Selling their souls make it
Niggas hate
These hoes lame
Like who cares
Your family just has another crisis waiting
Tears cloud the words
No location for the comfort digging holes
Sending souls on vacation by the hundred
Got a tiger by the tail
Count yourself nowhere fast
Nothing is real the innocence is gone
I can't imagine why I do the things I do
The reason for all
matter
No matter
I don't care
I don't care
You'll always know the truth
By looking into
My eyes
They say there the windows to the soul
Tells it
I know you say you'll ride for me, but you gotta show that shit
If I give you my love, its real girl you gotta know that shit
These bitches hating, I
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Matter fact, no, I take that back
See I don't play with real legends
Of rap like you do and I'm crucial
Concealed by real Crips and Soowoos
And they shoot
a movie
Got a lightskin acting bad and boujee
You want beef? No you dont nigga
I got ARs red beams take yo soul nigga
I got good larry got em cookies by
and more, cry out
If I told you what I feel for you, baby
If I told you that you're drivin' me crazy
Would you turn away from me?
Is it real or make
got all these questions
I just pray to God for help
Time to, time to, time to, time to, time to
Time to unplug, disconnect
By the time we get back,
think y’all feeling some real shit
I don’t think y’all ready
You ready for this? (You know)
Yeah, I mean are you ready for real shit?
I love you "And all
surreal
I got imaginary friends
An imaginary life
An imaginary wife
And a real knife
Out of here by next weekend
Hung over on the dresser with my
never no chill
Touch you up just for the thrill
Gamble like banker in deal or no deal
Is that what you call being real
Yeah I got things wrong
No it
All rap for everybody, West Cola
Open up my 3rd eye, let my spirit speak
Time to re-unite the family
Military Mind, searchin for thug heaven
Bullys
#HatingNeverEverGotYouNowhere
Tell me that my city isn't pretty but I know here
Hometown hero, got my niggas and my soul here
That's no fear, tried to have me catting for
Mouth close never told
All I know is stand
Real nigga from that mold
I jus stick to the codes
4 Eva solid on my soul
Speaking knowledge
Jus to set
and some elegance
Anything but by yourself is just way better then
Or so it seem
Praising for some love that never really meant be
Diving in your sea with
Everything feels real again
A nigga is finally out of his head
A nigga is ready to speak again
Despite this dystopia created through constant dread
need god to have perfection
Seeing the people once again in the dead casket
Thinking about how bad I needed my ass kicked
For tearing murding some real
pull this gat and smoke you
I'm just playing but not for real
Because we live in a society where government steals
And motherfuckers get killed just for
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