Real Nigga Roses (feat. Trae the Truth)
Tre 100
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Damn, that hurt Uh From the block, pitchin' rocks where they play to win And eight times out of ten, you make it to that pen The other two make it out, but still, this ain't the end They break bread and lose it all from they fake friends Unless you smart enough to call on your next of kin Who want the extra mile and help you wash off your sins See, I'm grown I stop makin' friends, as a kid See, I'm real, if you ain't with me, boy, just say it den Cause it's no hard feelings, I'm real and authentic I respect how niggas step and except honest criticism I really count my blessings, it's heartfelt when I get privileged From a child I had to witness things not meant for children A straight 80's baby mama had us when she was younger Under 21 in love with a trap nigga out of Willow Run I guess crack was the drug of choice when they was havin' fun And sent my daddy to the pen and then it trickled down to his son A straight dope seller nigga, look what I've become I escaped the pen cause I took heed off what my brother done I was Wayne's middle child but the bad seed, his oldest son On Goodson Road with a gun, God really looked over Shun I seen him catch his first body, shot a man in the stomach And from that point, that's how we rockin', on my mama, that's how we comin Yeah, you talk that talk, blood, but u ain't walk-in til blood running Out of your partner brain, then you got to explain to his mama So chill, lil' homie, this for the real only Put your seat back, kid, I want you to feel the moment The cemetery really full of all our dead homies We used to bust down Rollo's, so put ice on they headstones And look over they kids before they grow up like you was on us And if God said the same, they walk the stage for they diploma It's good to show love to your bros that been through the storm That's why I give em' roses while they in the physical form Yeah, I give em' roses for they doors closin Even for doors was open, I told em' they was chosen My free smoke flow, jump in the six like I'm DeRozan I hit Serg, he hit Drizzy on this OVO shit We was sittin' in the bricks at first, contemplating When Serg told em' what happened, they thought we was exaggeratin Sittin' in the bricks, geekin' for real, me and Band Pacino He still tryna take in how he backstage with Meek Mills We the owners, boy, you said that before the deal Word to Big Tony, Still Living views over one mil One love to T Dog I'm one phone call away for real I'm just feelin' fucked up ever since my baby got killed Just don't know what to say to Janie Mae what can I say Can't even jam my lil' nigga with tears in my face And that's the exact pain that I feel for my Aunt Grace For Chas Ln Robot some things money just can't replace So chill, lil' homie, this for the real only Put your seats back, kid, I want you to feel the moment The cemetery really full of all our dead homies We used to buzz down Rollo, so put ice on they headstones And look over they kids before they grow up like you would want us And if God say the same, they walk the stage for they diploma It's good to show love to your bros that been through the storm That's why I give them roses while they in the physical form Legendary physical form, off in this Maybach Memories displayed at a distance, wish I could play back Pain was takin', ain't body blowin', hope I can shake back Niggas got me somewhere disgusted, hate I can't take back Thinkin' bout my homies, I'm missin' like M.U.G My brother Clip, D.J. too, sack chasin' me Shit ain't been the same watchin' niggas jump outta pocket Jump out over here, turn, Russell think I'm a rocket Tell him I don't f*ck with no rifle unless I stock it One in the medulla for pressure, no time to cock it I used to shed tears, but now I got him in ink Go against the way I think, I'ma drain him like he a sink I feel it in the air, niggas dirty, tell him they stink If you ain't least a thousand, no point in me tryin' to link This that Trae talk, Trae Tre 100 you know the vibes Any given day, we gon' load up like time to slide I wish I could've told you how much that I love y'all That's why I sent my real nigga roses I just want her to know how much that I love y'all Why y'all still here I just want her to know how much that I love y'all Why y'all still here Why y'all still here Damn that hurt Thanks for watching
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