Lyrics:
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
Hmmm, I don't even wanna fuckin do this song for real, but I wouldn't be real if I didn't
I be sittin' by myself and I be thinkin' mama what have
was on our side, still was one of mines
One who told me 'bout it, had to listen to me cry
Tears of a thug
Body deteriorating, all them years on these
I'm wondering where the day went
The clouds have me shrouded in grey but
I'm still out pounding the pavement, word
Drowning the hurt by pounding
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing
Niggas be actin' like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love
ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing
Niggas be actin' like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love
Lil Wayne & T-Streets Talking:
Yeah! Nigga this the young god weezy
Baby what's ya name caddy? T-streets nigga
My nigga streets telling me he need me
and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a regal
Uhh it feel good to ya baby bubba
You see this is for the g's and the ki's
yet
But...I ain’t tripping bout love. What’s the price to love?
I can’t afford love when it come around
I’m working, my bills heavy on my chest. I’m
When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side
No matter wrong or right sayin' it's gonna be alright
No one'll hold you tight, no one'll
back then
They always ask Me bout my homies
And so I'm ridin by my lonely no one can control me
And I'm tryna ride it smooth but this road lookin bumpy
these many years
These past few years with you
And how I felt your kiss against my sweet lips
How these years go by so fast
And all I said is you are
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
man freedom of speech
Even though the game ghetts hard
I'll still bar christ on the pitch
I'm a rebel with a cause
You can see the love in my contacts
David's son, Solomon, wise beyond years
Respected, admired, a king to be feared
He was skilled in the ways of builders and trade
Built God's holy
If y’all knew how much work I put into this shit, y’all would think I’m crazy, big love from my family for believing in my dream. A lot of people
the people in our lives
Even when the sky turns gray there's nothing else to say
But thank God
I've got a wife who's in love with me
Despite the reasons I
Concripts payed to kill
And dressed in gray to fight
These rainclouds massing tight
This train load battle bound
This moving burial ground
Goes thundering
still smell cake
The stench is too high, I ain't pumping my brakes
The paper is so large, it can change a man's faith
I with David Taylor every year
As the months passed we only got closer
Maybe too close for comfort but I love being smothered
But when wintertime came everything changed
At this point I want
will save the girl I love
By that love I hold for Bessie
I will see that somethin's done!
Not one minute he delayed
When this brave resolve was made
Why all these bugles crying for squads of young men drilled
To kill and to be killed and waiting by this train?
Why the orders loud and hoarse, why
Like
I met my girl when I was 18 years old
And she was just turning 23
I really love her from my heart
And even though I don't deserve it fam I
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