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the trend
Bummy in real life, so why you flexed out on the gram
I ain't spending shit I'm tryna save a hunnit grand
Hoping one day, all the stars, will align

don't gotta say nothing
Sitting real pretty with a bag that I'm touching
Niggas wanna hit it, but I leave the base running
No gun on my hip, but it's

be
We're still innocent and pure

Ooh, the way you held me in your arms
Ooh, ya kept me safe and sound so long
I can see you smiling down
Ya took me

can't be wrong I got that feeling coming on 
you dance all night till the musics over hot dog baby you're a real rock and roller 
lets take this party

Aya
(And that money callin', and yo bitch callin', yuh)
Ay, that money callin'
(Man, this bitch got me usin' up all my minutes)
I said that money

the light
And not the kind that blinds you or burns out your eyes
The Spirit deep inside
Says, today you all can be with me in paradise

On the other side

Or climbing up the tree
To get somewhere so we can just be

Even if I'm lost I'll pay the price it costs
To find you when will I find you
No it's not easy when

My deepest greatest gratitude
Goes to the music
Couldn't put it in words
This thing right here saves my life
Saves my sanity
Way past what the mind

proud about my wrong dealings
On some real I hope you never feel how I was feeling
Blessings to you Lord willing I'm forgiven
I hit my knees sometimes,

pockets for real for real Diamonds on me yea I prayed Broke ass be hating and shit But Fuckem I'm on my way to the top With his hoe And her best friend They

always come back in the end 
Cause when it’s real, it’s real and you can’t go faking that 

It seems to me, that we’re in tune you’re my frequency
It’s

the razor by the heel
Know the deal?
Know the deal
Count my meals
Hard as steel so I can't kneel
Take the wheel
Stay surreal
Work to reach mass appeal
Keep it

youngin', he can't seem to keep his hands from triggers
How you real if you eating, but ya mans starving?
If Im a hundred up, there's 50 in my mans pockets

changing 
Years of ingenuity
Would pass us by 

Hearts
The stories of loving  
Etched into the sand and blown into the sky

What I see is real to me 

I

Tryna get my dick rubbed
Twenty deep in VLIVE
She gon let my team slide
She know The Militia here
And I heard her sister's here
Siblings be the nastiest
I

on my plate
Gotta bag I need to get to, no I can't be late
But still I drift away
I don't care
Better than you, better than me
Better than me yeah we gone

raised to stick together like blue money
Don't let em push you around son you better due something
My uncle told me keep it real I stayed too solid
I told

bro kill
(For real)
That mighty dollar make yuh mama squeal
(For real)
This green paper make the world go
Acting out the ordinary just to hold dough
Huh

Pass by a studio from a hobby to an artist
Walking pass the hood like the motherfucking smartest 
They be watching me from a peephole , dumbest 
I’ll put

Yeah, what more can I say
Stacking for disasters use to
Save for rainy days
Feel like it ain't a crime
Cuz you ain't got no other way
You ain't a real

gotta stay
I rather go home by myself

She onna same page
Rather just work on her wealth

Im Growing with grace
Moving different you can tell

I want me

in there like you a pendant
No doubt that this shit is fire dead poets in my society
I ain't man of the year, way too many personalities
He's more like

I’m gone stay on it
In the night or in the morning pull up on me
I could bust you down
You might
You might be sleep by moonlight, moonlight
Baby girl

on the ground
Baby I'm going down
One more night

Know you'll be gone by morning light
Everything tells me this is right
Something in your eyes 
Says you're