Lyrics:
end tonight
Want you right by my side
Live it up, live it up before goodbyes
Love when it comes it rains down on you hard
Either you run from it or you
away with everything you've heard before
You know, the money is real but can't say how I feel
It's the 81 and baby you know me
So if
something other than just spiritual bulls**t
Gimme real s**t right now
So numb
I just wanna feel s**t right now
Humbled by the poison feel like Kusco right
mother screams picking
Out his casket harsh reality, it seems like
It's simple mathematics, it's not
It's trigonometry
(trigganometry) divided by some real
died in the streets
Keep it real, you live thru me
All my niggas that died in the streets
Keep it real, you live thru me
RIP all my niggas man you feel
Just want to run away with you and celebrate
It's so surreal the dream just feels so very real
What do you think? You in? And how do you feel?
I want
can live along another day
And maybe forever find your way
Do you ever feel
Yes it can be real
The moments that pass us while we find
The presence
Of pictures i made so real
Let me feel and let me dream
It's only better to live
In a time in a safe line
Of pictures i made so real
Die by my hands
Die by my
it is
Real g's by my side, money money multiply, yeah I'm finna live the high life
Show no love to the kid
Now they lovin up the kid
Whippin whippin
real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggas want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like
the way we feel
Cause we both belong to someone else
But we can't let it go, cause what we feel is oh so real
So real...so real...
You and me, are we fair
a man that really loves and respects ya
You don’t feel like answerin me, like I ain’t worth nothin to ya
I'm gone treat you as my real queen and I won't
a man that really loves and respects ya
You don’t feel like answerin me, like I ain’t worth nothin to ya
I'm gone treat you as my real queen and I won't
taking my time so I wouldn't feel nothin
For real I gotta be
On my own doing me
I know you may miss me but I'm gone
Or else I'm doing this thing by
(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)
100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn't do that
One time for the homies who remain loyal
10 toes down live in die on the same soil
To all the ladies hold it down for them real ones
No idea why
Weezy (what up, pop? What up, pop?)
Fuck what they heard, it's what they need to know, nigga
(They saying C-A-R-T-E-R, yep)
Ya feel me, hey nigga,
Weezy (what up, pop? What up, pop?)
Fuck what they heard, it's what they need to know, nigga
(They sayin', C-A-R-T-E-R, yep)
Ya feel me, hey
Walk with me, talk with me
Who's looking for a real thing
Something you can feel thing
Caught up in the fame
Walk with me, talk with me
Who's looking
Shit get real, in a second
Dark nights, gunfights, shit and piss on the subway
He can lose his life in a eerie minute of one day
Live my whole
trying to make me real
Make me of shit in a two-teenier deal
Make me of pornography in a pedophile wheel
Whatever I do, whatever I feel
By your
I don't like being on stand by
I choose to live to get by
I don't need proof
I don't need you
Grown folks in a portrait
Looking perfect
I'm
Brothers and sisters
I'm feelin' real good 'cause it ain't over
Right before I die I gotta live
Live out my dreams
So I can be what He planned
in my life I can live in this dream
[Sometimes you cant tell if love is real]
If love is real
[There aint no doubt about the way I feel]
The way
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