Authentic (feat. CalliDoe)

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La'dezz

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How the f*ck you say you ain't drop a dime , you told all them lies
Every day I think about my brothers who all died, I wonder why
Yeah, they say they love you, but they never ride, I always cry
Look up to the sky, I wish that I could fly

Roll a wood, fill it up with kush to hold the pain inside
I know some niggas that faded away, they wore out like a tire
I ain't got no friends, just my brothers, yeah, we gon' survive
I'm like, why the hell I keep it real when all you told was lies

Uh, uh, uh
Emotionless, heartbroken, hustler
Remember when I was a lover, watch that bitch and do not trust her
R.I.P. Lou, yeah, my brother, slide on your ass like butter

Heartbreak kid, I always suffer, hit up Steez for them covers
Y'all niggas really bluffers, always debating, tryna see who tougher
Love ain't real, that shit fake, if your ass in' love, I cannot relate
Love only brought me snakes, they love it when you beneficial
You say no, then it's a issue

How the f*ck you say you ain't drop a dime, you told all them lies
Every day I think about my brothers who all died, I wonder why
Yeah, they say they love you, but they never ride, I always cry

Look up to the sky, I wish that I could fly
Roll a wood, fill it up with kush to hold the pain inside
I know some niggas that faded away, they worn out like tire
I ain't got no friends, just my brothers, yeah, we gon' survive

I'm like, why the hell I keep it real when all you told was lies

Finna roll me blunt sit back, get in my mood
Think about all the times when I ain't had no food
Momma got locked, I kept losing my cool

I was lost, had no hope, didn't know what to do
Good head on my shoulders, graduated school
I gotta stay focused, tryna get them blues
Stay on my ten toes just like I'm supposed to do

I'ma go keep it solid, never pick and choose
Niggas can't stop my groove
I been on my hustle, workin' hard for this shit
Give a f*ck what the next nigga do

Only worry about mine cause I'm tryna get rich
These bitches keep flockin' me too
But I know they just pocket watchin' this shit
40 on me, please don't think I'm a lick

Hollow points, put you right on your shit
There's money in my vision
Got tired of bein' broke
I had to get up out the trenches

I'm focused on the ticket
Mansion, couple palm trees, Calabasas livin
Yeah, we tryna get it, speak this shit into existence

How the f*ck you say you ain't drop a dime, You told all them lies
Every day I think about my brothers who all died
I wonder why
Yeah, they say they love you, but they never ride

I always cry
Look up to the sky, I wish that I could fly
Roll up wood, fill it up with Kush to hold the pain inside
I know some niggas, they faded away, they wore out like a tire

I ain't got no friends, just my brothers, yeah, we gon' survive
I'm like, why the hell I keep it real when all you told was lies
You told them lies
Yeah

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