Lyrics:
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
show up yet?
(Shut up!)
Hey little homie, don't get so upset
(Man)
Tell Vanessa how you feel, buy the girl a meal
On the real, or
You ain't got no
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
game fool).
Ant Banks at the crack house
Ha ha ha better recognize game when it's in your face bitch).
It's obvious mad cash got me gassed
the cold got Paris hell
Inside an old cursed pub / A real Brazil from behind a rose glass
Days had passed, movies too / my favorite actress has dated
clubs, nigga (Lord)
Pandemic got niggas eatin' like Action Bronson
Thanksgiving, catchin' the corona like Magic Johnson (you did)
Is it real? Is it
And functions I gotta have em
Even though I tend to I lay low
Disappearing like Danny phantom
(Going ghost)
Hopefully by 32 my pains are gone like Magic
Johnson
everything I dream
I'm good by myself, don't need no one else
Don't tell me that you got a good thing for me
'Cause I already got a good thing
I make
little hand.
She said I wish I hadn't gone.
But Momma said you did the right thing,
I'm proud of the woman you've become.
But I've got to fly. I won't
a breath of fresh air
Sittin by the fire, johnson's waxed rocking chair
I always tell the truth, so I only choose dare
Pacifist activist, swerve to save
more then spit
I'm tired of these boo hoo rappers
I still aint got a deal rapper/
No one feel me
Cuz I'm a really real rapper/
Man fuck you/
You put in
long
But if you know you want it you can call me up night and day,
Cause girl I’ve been waiting for you got no intentions to play
Trying to make you
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
Moonshine, gold watches, gold rings
All fake, no bling, don't hate, that's my thing
I've got new clothes, old clothes, vintage, tremendous, endless style
real
She got me sliding for real
She got me sliding for real
She got me sliding for real
She got me sliding for real
She got me sliding for real
She got
I’ll take one question i wanted
To vibe off an idea, and then I
Can riff off of that…they said I’ve
Got 20 minutes or so, i might go longer
OK,
her-
Don't give a fuck, that was just us (hoo)
2017 when I walked in the foyer
And the first thing I said when I first got done by the Jacks
"Go talk
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
joints
Been working’ real hard, we reached our flashpoint
I’ve been cryin’ my blues, till my throat ain’t feelin’ right
May our dear Johnson be proud,
Anytime you need me by your side
I'll be there for you
To make your dreams come true
If you want me to
You've got the real thing, baby
I've got the real
Trina and Plies Slip and Slide thing, I'm in here wit the Baddest Bitch.
Ah Trina take care these hoes, cause I got these niggas.
[Chorus: Trina]
My
going through the struggle
I will help you succeed
Written By: Rashanique Johnson, Rodney Johnson
to hit the i10 by ten like the Johnsons
Real vision, see the light in the tunnel
Big leaf roll
Look like I'm smoking on money
Stay with the chopper
You
down the street & Gilbert always got us meat
& Old Man Murphy ran the funeral home
Now I've spilled more blood than a Viking should, fire & iron where
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
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