Lyrics:
The springtime baby
Is a time of rebirth for real
Yo
It's been a minute since I've written a happy rap
I usually prophesy doom and all that
Maybe
bitch, I'm known for givin' out head wraps (head wraps)
DOA, he bled out (he bled out), it's time to pass that bread out (pass that bread out)
No sense
where I can hideaway
Oh shit, I believe in yesterday (yesterday)
That was the Beatles, I'm just keeping it real
Hold up, wait, dude how do you feel?
to them streets I know that life ain't fair
Blood in and out so let's be real Nawl I can't shed a tear
So if the other side start dying now why should I
lil' MAC-11 rip on them (on 'em)
Louboutin sneaks watch the blood drip on them
For all the times I bled the tears I shed
Every time I made money it
to make my mama proud, ‘cause I know that she bled
That’s blood, sweat, and tears, swallow up my fears
Be a man in the house, look at top I’m here
‘Cause I
what you said
I’m in the Stu wit my dawgs tryna get to the bread Hunned bands in a Benz
Live by the sword till the end ima die by the sword cause that’s
me
On the tv flexing wit them diamond rings
Feeling so innocent by the youth that I feed
The blood, the horror, the glory you see
Workin late night
could fill the shoes or walk the steps that I fuckin bled fa years
Held tears won't even tell shorty my fears
I broke bread wit niggas that don't even
till it dries and it's Stale
Now your skin looking pale
You were never real
Soul's gone you left behind this little Shell
Ride Happy in hell if that's
Flooded by the bullets with a huned rounds
I'm so drippy need a float not to drown
Take your life with chopsticks like it's rice
If you break my heart
That
the bottom
Yeah I was the one in field you can tell by the mud on my cleats
She say it's the bands for me
I say can you dance for me
The way that she move it's
stayin' inside tucked into your beddy bed
With teddy Ted givin' TED talks about why it's important, to kill this sickness, imported
By docs that bled
tweeking
I know God
Probably thinking
I should die
(hook)
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
This is what you call a what
[Hook - 2x]
You niggaz ain't real, you niggaz ain't real
You niggaz ain't real, that's real
[Big Tuck]
You niggaz ain't real, real niggaz know that
to deaths door
I suck the entrails out of a ripped virgins cunt dry
The maggots fall like rain, blood is pissing down your spine
I am every living terror that
fall back 'til I'm rich
Machine gun flow when I spit
Glue pack in my mattresses
Real man of that hat trick shit
2 bands in my hands
I feel sick, 4 mans
the boy speak
My eyes red my blood red its all in my head
My eyes red my wrist red the boy bled Yea
My soul dead my mind gone I stay blown
I ride low my
knee on his throat my nigga, if I was there to see would of smoked that pigga
Had us on the trees by a rope my nigga, Martin had a dream but I'm woke my
Depression, depression is real
What is real will proper, I always say that
That's what I live by, what is real will prosper
I love these kids, and I
Choked up by emotion talkin' real asphyxiation
Talkin' real asphyxiation
Choked up for so long it make a nigga start to hate shit
There's a monster in my
frozen
Got that boy stuck like hypnosis
I live a life for the chosen
I ain't a saint but I'm closest
Stay on my grind
Till I got bands
VVS on my teeth
Is
tattoos, light the fuse
Face painted Aztec red with all the blood I’ve bled
Red oceans turn to quicksand, My eyes soul never lies. Despite the fear this is
to be a snake and bite but trust yourself to spot the fake
I been round so many snakes I bled, you live and you learn that's why I ain't dead
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