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your fake love I'm not sorry don't need ya
Took her ass home I don't eat her I beat her
Jewels on the floor like a nigga spilled liters
Of water I'm

thugs and officiated bloods
Time to free the real niggas and let my slime out
My Crip nigga gonna flip and pull the 9 out
He turn the 6 upside its a 9 now

thug, she aint look at me the same time
Told my pops ima make it on our first and last name, gang
Real niggas, stand behind me
We all dream chasing like

real
But ask me how I feel about that money, I say, love kills
I was in the break room of that Lil' Caesars, making drug deals
Say we cook it up, then

sad to say
That's what happens when you see it through a wider lens
I need my money by Monday I need to ride a Benz
Do they have any trust I guess it

a crotchet
Ian gone cap
You been sleeping on the bag that's a napsack
I been makin big plays real thug
You a crack jack
Take the mic back
All that shit you

Yeah, grown up thug shit
I fell in love with crime at a young age
I was into dark shit
So much pain, I didn't fear anything
Destined to be a king,

Assumptions

Dizzy Wright

SmokeOut Conversations

2012

everybody else, living in this world with no help
No guidance, no self-love, until I met drugs
Gangstas being imitated, by internet thugs, Shrugs
No hugs,

Bae say she too high
I been gone a minute but I look back it's like it flew by
Hate I hate to learn my lesson the hard way
They do lie
I keep getting

niggas we the real OG's
Spinnin' tales of love bringin' homophobes to they knees

Pride the hook justice is the bait
Dickin' for respect ain't no time

never oh never again
I cant give up oh no
Ima grind on my grind on my grind agin
Damn its been so long
Since real love was really felt
Late nights im

thing you been doin? man come on!

That Thug life, drug life, cocaine, alcohol, and women,  I was strung out way too young, thats just the way that I was

long as I'm by myself, then ima team!
Grind til I lost my mind and my regime, soon as the sun went down
It rose for me! Damn! 
Everywhere I'm at my job,

got a call from Mama 
Auntie passed, it's raining 
Send my cousin my love I'm outside praying 
Raw papers blazing 
Humbly patient this what I live by

Hate it or thug it, and shouldn't
Do nothing but love it and
Kiss it and hug it, then 
When your done with it do it again.


I hate the way that I'm

real
But ask me how I feel about that money, I say, love kills
I was in the break room of that Lil' Caesars, making drug deals
Say we cook it up, then

rough it
Huh but I'm a tough kid a real go get
Spit that hip hop spliff we love it
Rap'll go Clash London Calling
P-H-X to Tucson we ballin
E-V-I-T so

real
She really fell for a thug
She love the way I'm growing
Yet she still had to leave
Couldn't be at home alone
While I'm on tour with the team
Took

Happiness is real for a lot of people 
But for me it feels a lot like I'm chasing a unicorn
Rainbows are real but I never heard of anyone 
Getting

their own backyards
Stephon clark

Stephon Clark
Was a real wake up call
As this shooting of an unarmed black man
For holding a cell phone
Was way too

why I do drugs and hang with thugs
Since I made it the city hated, wait, where is the love?
I ride around with my gun, this is not for fun
I stay

shit is a show. and I love it, got my name buzzing look at me now. cND did it by myself by perfecting my style check out my shine I know you see the god

and ask Devoni who she love (real talk)
Come to your cookout and shoot it up
You don't gotta lookout we doin' us
I know why they bitin', my flow is nuts
I

you yeah
If she come for a day she confess too bless you yeah okay

Real ones know when top zip it they know the code
My city never caught slipping you