The realest

Get in here, Tresap They been tryna tear me down Ask them bout it, They just playin Only time my eyes close is Probably when I'm prayin And this for all the haters They been out there Fuckin' hatin Motherfuckers switched up on me But I can't trip on Runnin' to the money One slip and it's no more love for me I done seen the Bottom of the bottom And it wasn't sweet They was still askin' me to spot Him I always gave it to him When it was my turn, nobody Got it I can't forget, but I forgive I ain't forgettin' fuckin' Shit I can never treat you like you my rib I don't need You If I catch you I might beat you, Medusa Looked at my heart, it Turn to stone I can't let no bitch spend the night If I don't bone I can't get him, none of my attention Get up out my Zone I know if I blow for real I can't stay up on city, I'm Gone Get shot, they love you Then they hate you, that's The plot It be ones that used to say they made you That shit Cost a lot You gotta watch before they do you like you x Or they'll do me like I'm Dolph Have these rappers really soft Tryna have me in my tune like Laura Croft But I'm Hurts at the one Now they can't stop me Give it to him sometime Then they start to copy , she call me Poppy I'll be back now, hola, mami Sa-sa-sa, I'm drunk and Sloppy Oh my God, I'm gettin' cocky I ain't always best at this shit I just stay the realest Everything keep workin' out Like Planet Fitness, like LBJ Damn, you just gotta fuckin' witness My rise up in This business Do it slow and get with it I been feelin' like the Realest Breathin', that's why I don't even wanna fuckin' Breathe And I ask God so many times Like, can you take me, Father, please Like, damn, I got up on These charges And won't Nobody hire me I don't even like my job I hope these niggas fuckin' Fire me I do it off my mom Yeah, she do one wanna inspire Me My sister, I know you tired si But you gon' tire soon, Just wait and see You can be whoever you want to fuckin' be You Already did this shit, I swear Man, it's like a fuckin' dream I'm not good at makin' Love songs Cause I can't stay in love long All my exes did me so Wrong Like, let me pull these hoes, throw them down, spin Them around What's in the walls? Cop a plan, BNC, you around Half these bitches ain't shit But I fit cause I ain't on Shit They done broke me down Just like I do with these Pounds Remember I fell out with my bitch Cause you know I Wasn't shit They told me do a trick I put three of these out the Fuckin' hat This is my shit Tryna put the four on the map Even though we lit I'm reloadin' the gat Click, click, I got a mag in the bag In case they really Actin' rap I'm really tryna sing Tryna get back in my bag I'm the one up at the end Like you count that shit Back When did Lil A.A. Ron really start to rap I thought he just fuckin' trapped Thought Disrespected me, that choppa go black Love for my fuckin' city I'ma probably get a tat up on My back If I ever go plat Just gotta know you love me back Might go to the hood and give her the whole pack You know I just sold my fiends Crack, they waitin' for Me like he's back I hope I don't relapse