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Real Boston Richey

Jalen Foster, known professionally as Real Boston Richey, is an American rapper from Tallahassee, Florida. He is currently signed to American rapper Future's record label Freebandz, and is noted for his usage of Michigan-style hip-hop production. His mixtape Public Housing peaked at number 60 on the Billboard 200. more »

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Even though the jokes don't be on them, they be ready to laugh
I ain't gotta kill a nigga, I knew they wasn't gon' last
Different places, different vibes, that call for different masks
I told my nigga that's disrespectful, I let you pay the tab

Everything I said I was gon' do, it came to pass
I keep my eyes straight forward, don't care who ridin' past
I take my time with it 'cause niggas goin' nowhere fast
Been lackin' time with her, but I just wanna be a better dad
It's been some months, I'm sayin', "F*ck that shit, I can't be sad"
My heart broken, baby, it's in pieces, I need a cast
Overworkin' lately, tell me, "Chill," I need the cash
I don't want a lady 'cause these bitches be actin' bad

I wish my day one changed on me, should've killed his ass
Shit crazy, last year, I was trappin' Ziploc bags
Supported everybody with they music, they still flipped out mad
I don't care who take off on me, I'ma still be glad
Before I give a bitch my time, let me get your socials
Life a gamble and this shit that I'm doin' like playin' poker
The only difference is you slippin', you gon' die a loafer
You lose your life, you can't get it back, I ain't jokin'

Everything I said I was gon' do, it came to pass
I keep my eyes straight forward, don't care who ridin' past
I take my time with it 'cause niggas goin' nowhere fast
Been lackin' time with her, but I just wanna be a better dad
It's been some months, I'm sayin', "F*ck that shit, I can't be sad"
My heart broken, baby, it's in pieces, I need a cast
Overworkin' lately, tell me, "Chill," I need the cash
I don't want a lady 'cause these bitches be actin' bad

I be askin' God why I couldn't play basketball
I'm in the cut like peroxide or some alcohol
I gave it up, all my trap phones, I done passed it off
Church on the phone, up all night waitin' on the pastor call
'Cause I can't make it in Sunday, but I'ma make it one way
I'm on the road, state-to-state, doin' different shows
I'm wakin' up makin' music, used to wake up, trap a load
A bitch'll f*ck your main nigga, these bitches, they gettin' bold
I'm fightin' these attachments all my life, I'm in a hole
I miss them days when mama was standin' up, cookin' over the stove
I want her to still be in my life, but I see what she done chose
That bitch done chose the streets over me, these bitches hoes
If they would've did them niggas how they did me, they would've fold
I think it's time to Moncler me, this shit here gettin' cold
I know why niggas hatin' on, they see how I done grown
They can't wait to be on top of me, spreadin' rumors, they say I told

Everything I said I was gon' do, it came to pass
I keep my eyes straight forward, don't care who ridin' past
I take my time with it 'cause nigga goin' nowhere fast
Been lackin' time with her, but I just wanna be a better dad
It's been some months, I'm sayin', "F*ck that shit, I can't be sad"
My heart broken, baby, it's in pieces, I need a cast
Overworkin' lately, tell me, "Chill," I need the cash
I don't want a lady 'cause these bitches be actin' bad

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