Lyrics:
when I asked you
It just takes some time
(Sorry I'm choking, sorry I kissed you)
Little girl you're in the middle of the ride
(Sorry I'm broken, sorry I
that went on by coming back alone to this empty room
The time that we had was like alchemy I'm on a balcony but no view
Trust when the sun goes down for
a burning bridge
Now I'm in my bag, and they're turning heads
Know the love is fake, and the hate is real
But you can avoid it, when you're chasing mils
just trying to save ya shorty
I'ma let you know it's real down here
When you ride down that two-eighty-five,
And you go past Kincaid, get ready to go
Aye
I got big dreams
Doing big things
Doing shit that's really as real as it seems
No frauds we gotta become legit kings
My fault whenever I get
real it's shit
So here right now here I am
Expressing my thoughts right here in my hand
Until it goes until I post I sing this song with my life and I
really livin
This ain't no scripture
Get to the money
And keeping ah pistol
While painting
A different picture
Uh uh
Keep running it up
On you niggas
Stay
strength of The Jits
The Honest Heart of everyone so you know it's legit
The halo on everybody we real in this ish
Uhh
I take a sip of The Moscato
I be going
the curse and it gets worse as time goes by (what?)
Can't see straight 'cause I'm so high (what? What?)
Why ask why when you know?
Nigga, when its your
believe I drove an hour, no overtime on top (whacker)
We talked about it, they made me out incompetent
When I'm the ocean keeping them afloat and continent
King you perfect
You ain't gotta right ya wrongs
I mean you win some and lose some
And life goes on
Aye bruh you still got drive
When your license
real
There's some people who are real familiar
When we see them then we can feel hurt
It can even be in a picture
Curiosity is now here lurking
I love the way that you love me
That's just the way that it goes
Even when things'll get ugly
I stand up on my ten toes
I got somebody who loves me
you
Mean? She shouts it out all of the time"
Y'all don't want me to rep
Y'all y'all don't hear when
I rep y'all cause y'all
Be dick-riding everybody
Ain’t no love in this shit
That’s just how the game goes
If you give the streets your heart
It a kill a dam soul
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong
Ain’t no
something
That goes inside a gun
Clips, gun alright so it's
Semi automatic that you
Supposed to have ammo and spit all crazy
But when that clip holding you
watch us speak it, speak it
'Cause I hope everybody's listening
Ice on my neck is glistening
Like I be cocking Glocks
And hocking shots when I be
the curse and it gets worse as time goes by (what?)
Can't see straight 'cause I'm so high (what? What?)
Why ask why when you know?
Nigga, when its your
Tellin' me the things you that heard about
Nothin' good comes when you searchin' for the wrong things
Somethin' feels off when I come around
Remember getting arrested, cops took me home
Pops waited by the door like
"Where we go wrong?"
But made it out the hood alive with no kids
I'm grown i was
makes you feel alright when everything goes wrong
One that makes you move your feet and makes you sing along
You need a 'Real Good Feel Good Song'
Us as a society to progress
When they don't maintain respect?
Yes, it's true cops do loose
Their lives in unfortunate ways
And my heart does go out
To do this, do this, do that'
That's real creative shit
And, when you're really not afraid
To be yourself, you're comfortable
It's like a web
what's real to be free
Life goes by
In the blink of an eye
And if you miss it catch the next train
Life goes by
In and out of the fire
Can't you
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