Real
Hood Poet
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Sha money yeah Me represent from a place some time That's my land n'i far away yeah N' for now we don't cross up Ohh so you a bad 'ine Tell a boy, mankind Never wanna see how you rise Never wanna see how you climb Yeah yeah Me so a bag now getter yo You about about life? Me remember about the we in sour time Still real to mi self Still alright Tell mi day one bro yeah We have to make it out Yeah have to make it out Da' have to make it out Der' one day Dem wanna see me flopped out but dem not gon' see that No day yeah But now the streets let me see all of the bubba Can't we see now we know we all have to make it Know we bound for greatness So we living naughty We living naughty hard time Now we sit so we greet now Living out the street plenty for a o' a mon Come me dogs dem gone I may not see them back on me reach I'm for real I'm no dweet now I'm the one see mi jock mon dog tell him why mi not know mankind that's f*ck up bro If mi d'weet from mi heart I'm a steal soul Still real to mi day one bro Hom' have to d'weet feel coming love to me hard Nah can't give no girl that No a dem frown dem won a no Dem all want your money dey not your bro Have to get mi dogs dem guards a fast A next man up not so easily Still real to mi dogs dem if it ever get real Real bro still real Ca' you know mi na gon hustle all day Mi so guan live that that a guan lived Never wanna see ya you switch so we have to make it A' we bound for greatness Have to make it cause we bound for greatness Hafi dweet,' hafi dweet' Imma street runner Wanna else feel the cream mona Wan' haf mi dweet, da mon ' haf mi dweet Never see no other way Only way we see a one way I got no time for liars I got no time for bitches Niggas say they claim on the real but they switching I'm on my own I been on my own I need to listen There's no snakes in my grass I cut 'em there's no hissing I gotta lotta dreams on road I need to follow If you disagree there's my dick you could swallow Only if you had my knowledge and what I know Blow up on a song on my dick clap bravo Wherever I go the bitches follow it's motto Sipping on moscato I'm drippin all in Milano Hol on slow it down I know you gotta slim waist just break it down Once upon of time I was fucking with these shawties Didn't take me serious and now these bitches on me Calling on my phone ring ring you feeling lonely I don't trust these bitches D.T.B I'm by my doley I'm over you I'm just getting money baby cause it's over due I ain't got no worries (I ain't got no worries) Dem feelings got buried (Feelings got buried) Im over you I just follow the signs like I told me to Oh don't look for me (don't look for me) Oh don't look for me (don't look for me) Yeah yeah (I'm over you) (Yeah I'm over you) (Over you) (I'm over you) (I'm over you) (I'm just getting money baby like I'm supposed to do)
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