Lyrics:
You's a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3
Layin' up like this
Lips sewn shut eyes closed
Niggas walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose
You was
know it
Talk about psychedelic
Its like freakin rubics
Knows the flavor of trip
Yeah in your sleep you better dont drip
Im on top watch your step you
Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherfuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya
found a pup
something or live your life for nothing
Damn this shit is real...,
I'm tryna tell you shit is real...
VERSE 3:
Used to stay up laying tracks in the back
the mic about my feels
Aye, through the pain, money & fame & all these other niggas that are out here switching face
Dare to bring me down, I got it red in
the bible about it y'all
It doesn't take a frickin' scientist to be a real friend
Now tell me what you really think?
What really matters in the end?
Woah
of July
Nothin' but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if you lame and you know it, be quiet
Nothin' but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas
awhile
I don't know what love mean
She look my in my eyes
She standing my by the side
I know that she gon ride
For her I'll go meet God, Bonnie-Clyde aye
childish ways
I'm trying to figure out what life's all about
Guess I'm seeing how things are rolling out
From all the decisions I made
In my younger days
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
I dreamed about a life but I'm livin' in a nightmare
Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound
Bad news psycho, heart
wanna cry
I know life is hard now you gon' be alright
Now put your hand in the air, if you want that real love
Put your hand in the air, if you get it out
the fuck outta here and do something with your life."
And this was right around the time I opened my first show ever for Ghostface Killah man
In
that
I'm vulnerable and in life
There is no real safety
Except self-belief and an
Understanding that I'm not the owner
Of my talents i'm not
The owner
of all her businesses and properties.
But the real trouble began when her boyfriend knew about this; he was selfish, notorious, he wanted all
An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time
You'll forget your woman, you'll forget about man
Try it just once, an' you'll try it again
It's sometimes
look over my right shoulder
Livin' life in my rearview, fuck stayin' sober
Forget back I sit back and wait for the click-clack
Real gangsters want
talk about life goes on
Goes on
Lets talk about thug passion
Basking in the rays of my life
Now I'm asking and you
Look at me twice
Could this be
Dead to the world
Stretched out like a corpse for real
Y'all niggas thinking what y'all reading
In The Source is real
What my life like, you looking
real then get the fuck up off me
I can see it in your eyes you want some love shorty
Better let me give you some there's lotta love about me
You know I
You don't know about them nights, want take my life, I need to cope
I'm just thuggin' by myself but it get lonely on the road
I ain't never need no
around?
Who did what? What went down?
Get real, get real
Think about myself it happens to me
It happens in the tunnel when I let myself feel
Get
around?
Who did what? What went down?
Get real, get real
Think about myself it happens to me
It happens in the tunnel when I let myself feel
Get
switch)
Westsiiiide! You know what time it is
(Police informa, di bwoy dem a snitch)
All my real homeboyz in Jerzey
(Live the thug life and get
Buried ina
the greatest
One of one I'm amazing, nothing like basic
Life about risks you just gotta go take it
I kept on going even when
they hated
Nowadays, niggas they
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