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and they hail Sleet snow grind for the wealth Whole team diamonds is real Showed 'em how to shine by theirselves You need a cosign for your health I need
to the sky, uh And most times I wasn’t really fine Invested in myself and my homies to get me by I was livin’ but I wasn’t alive, had to get right back Life
you feel like it's truly meant to be Opened open my eyes I was truly meant to see Didn't think about it twice when you said you choose me Right here by
where your plug Find a lick Only do Wock What is Tris Look in your pockets, full a lint He claim he real, but he gon' switch I used to steal, now I buy
catch me by surprise Cause every time you kept, I saw through your lies I was fuckin' with a rat in disguise Ayy, trappin' not my hustle Just some shit
over the hill Unfolding like a rose If you hold my hand and sit real still You can hear the grass as it grows It's a hazy afternoon And I know a place
real and post it And it's really not fair because it seems there's not enough care While our women have a pain that's always too much to bear Nothing
Yeah, for real I don't know sober like a stranger I'm just trying to get rid of how I've been feeling, yeah It's harder than it actually looks But I've
(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie) Huh, psh, woo Uh, woo Uh, psh, ah Hear another fed on his ass, he use a beeper He run by minutes
on stand by No competition my odds of winning a landslide I serve the streets in two different ways both demands high Put too much work in I found a dream
whole life been an assist Now I’m here to make it big I’m at the bar shit I just need a drink Some green just to chill On the real just want to chill
You can't sit still You never at home Always running around Tell me what you running from My gut telling me Got something to confront I'd be right by
not been easy but I been working so hard Eyin Le n motivate me, can't wait to make y'all proud Keep it real till the end... let's ride till we crash
Hollywood Lyrics by Noendo ft. Peruzzi, young Jonn INTRO Mr. Noendo Songbird! CHORUS Oh Nana Girl I'm falling in love Oh Nana You're the finest
cyy, always moving with a bounce Scaling baggies by the ounce Table filled with large amounts Hard to even keep count, yeah Check the interior, nothing's
It's all on purpose, no one knows the real you (I do it too) My shit is different, I avoid who I am You want the likes, want the drama, want to see
chase me a thrill Even the Becky's know you fake they screaming that you ain't real How you got such nice lips But pathologically lie You had a tight grip
The cars passing her by Considering just packing up She'll give it another try Sometime soon When do you last recall feeling real Peace of mind? You stay
the ladies real classy Louis Armstrong showed us how to be jazzy United we stand, divided we fall We chose to take a knee even while we playing football
lose my place Something about it all just seems so lost and real Like an old radio song when the world ends And you're by my side I hope you can see it
high Dem too fake I can't miss de times By myself is where I reside When I stay back and watch like ah g-shock Heart up can't let it wearout like reebok
on my side with any feds That's a fact In the jungle like a lion But I'm surrounded by these rats They all claim to stick to codes But I've seen
never harmed me Remember I keep the thing up on me A few believers A lot more doubters A few sunny days And a lot more showers A few real niggas And a lot
written on his shoes Show my footwork and I'm on the loose Alright, expectations high Tonight I'm gonna catch some real good vibes Shine like starlight,
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