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real (Nah)
She got my back and I got hers
It is what it is (Forever)

I gained a blessing (I gained a blessing)
I'm feelin' grateful
(I'm feelin'

pesos 
They know I'm gon chase that bag
Keep my guys close gotta watch my back
Got 5g no I'll never lag 
Gimme a bag and I'll hop on the track 
If I'm

you prevail at every obstacle that's thrown your way
Mental and physical exhausted every single day
But you gotta take it day by day
Hopefully you make

on the yard
Bitch I come for band
I might steal your guitar
Bitch I'm lucky with it
You can tell by my charm
Breath smelling icky
Boy you look like a germ uh,

Trap grammy trap grammy

Uh-huh yeah

Say what you’re feeling like get some real advice by the nigga like
But it could end tonight let’s pull up

Peacoat I gotta watch them niggas they grab me by my coattail
I don't know what you tryna do but we can talk it out like Montel
Cookie got me feeling

eyeing me
Now you here finally
I been tryna leave 
Cause This ain't my kinda scene
You can ride a long as you keep it private we
Walked out quietly

to stare, the way I'm moving my body
Like I never had a love
Had a love
I've had my heart Broke before
I didn't think I would heal
Cause it didn't feel real

tryna take care of my mama
Run that back
Lucky like a clover, I don't speak, like I'm shy
If I want it, I'ma get it by the end of the night
Mama knew that

name tatted on ma heart you were for keeps
I had anything you need
I guessed you unique
But real you is like some of these bitches in the streets
You

the ganja
Everybody know I'm popping like pills nigga
Do it for the thrills nigga, liquor gives me chills nigga
And I'm ill nigga, gotta keep it real nigga/

can't grief
I used to get it good when I was in the mood
I wouldn't screwed all of my friendships
But I'm feeling real sad now
That I be looking so mad

Got a homie who had told me
If it wasn’t for his family
He would fucking kill himself
This shit is real
This shit is real
I didn’t know how I could help

Ima give you a tru story this nonfiction
So get off Instagram tune in and just vibe with me
Another untold story I had to bring bars with me
It give

the whole world comes down
Well be dead before the morn comes
If we keep it about the crowns and clout
Cus we got differences, we let it get in the way
Soon

clothes
It’s Eastside our shit cold Be Cee Moe or death row
Catch a cold front cause my neck froze I’m a real pimp Nike check hoes
She sick dick with

Quay... pss Quay... QUAY!
What man? Shit!
Yo you gotta rap for my homies Right here real quick
Dude I don't feel like it, I'm going Back to sleep
Cmooooon

the real from my heart, man

Use the same determination that
You do drug dealing
And do that for life living
2 love not one love, cause it's both of us

flight.

So how the hell we made it
With all the underrating
We go ngata cuz  no man no be dey for undertaking
Comot lewa for teach ma self
Real life

shit
Take this damn world by the horns 
And if that bull, paws the dust, punch it hard in the gut
Take a chance and just weather the storm
Be you or die

a break
Now I’m feeling myself the glow up is real about seven years they go by
You see it yourself you liking my pics and now you want hit on my line

Projects

Intro:
family’s priceless, say that I’m the nicest 
You can’t come an kick it only real ones invited,
My life is private, that’s the way I

I'm ill
Somehow the fake shit got more stain than the real
Like fuck your pain, I rather listen to drill

But that's the game ain't it? 
Everybody want

Hard like these bars, neither one fold
Shining real bright, just like the sun
Burning these haters cause it's my season
They stay watching me? (Why?)