Lyrics:
be shy
You can bring your friends
Shot that text
Ion know what's next
Forgive me bc
I'm shy
I know we just met
Can I get to know you
Better
Girl I
about when You sing chords
I just wanna go, Rand, seriously
I don't wanna be caught up in Your Music
I don't want to be identified by You
I don't want
bright every night that plug, for the trillest
I never wanted to be like Mike, I wanted to be like Mitch
Now all the lil' niggas wanna be like this
I
is how certain I am of my quest
Am I prepared for the test?
People wanna be sure you are sure
Are you for real or are you manure?
It's weird to see
you're a flop I be bringing the pain
Live for the rap got me going insane
Missing your shot I'm a hit with the fade
Your playing cod bah this isn't a game
just wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The same time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder, horror
These are the kind of words
friends to get with me and my friends
But the problemo is your attitude be on the stank side
And I no longer like you, fuck it
Now you can't ride but
I just wanna thank God
For all the pretty women he let into my life
All the Benjamins you let me count
Wealth and health
For my family
And lettin' me
the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend, I want a million bucks
Get up off your ass
Know I gotta have some, gotta get my
'm aiming at your bros and
Taking shots like Tenerife
Then I'm out the door like I just
Got a shot for 10 of each
Pride will be the end of me
I'll just lose
Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears
No one really knows why the fuck we're even here
Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade
With
no game (C'mon)
You gotta be wit me, for real (uh-huh)
Cause it's real out here (uh-huh)
So make up your mind, cause I ain't got no time
Y'know?
Just wait for the surprise to hit your ears
My friend
When I find you
I will show you fear my friend
When I open my eyes
I will destroy everything in
wreck one more, so we can hit the store
Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside,
means to be your friend
Because it's hard to know what's real out here
Still gets flash backs from the 90s
Everything has changed for real
I know
listen to this beat
Real soul
Your style is real old, dollar bill fold
Stackin' money ain't funny, and I'm out in UK
And I ask 'em who's the best
And they
to infinity
With vivid-like imagery causing the people
To instantly pass out ah!
Don't be alarmed I'm blowing her back out
Don't need a producer to
Gimme your
this girl shit I prolly sold my soul
Got a little Cleopatra Imma wrap her up in gold
Back it up for me drop it down real slow
Play ya cards right dress
your top
Step out the car, all they see is the gold
All I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soul
So who they wanna be like? Me, that's right,
breathe, won’t you breathe, won’t you breathe?
Just breathe
Won’t you breathe?
I just wanna transfer love out towards your soul
Let your body know you’re
We got everything you want for the right price
This is where u wanna be, baby don't fight
Make your way over to the dark side
Come take a walk
How you gonna show off all that ass, for real
Made me think that I've been only your man, for real
How you tell me that you love me and be bad, for
your mouth, I don't care (care)
But if you get too close, I'm gon' clap you (I'ma cut you)
It's too real out here to be scared (sacred)
A real nigga
to the table (no, no)
Yeah nigga, and you know it's real talk (real talk)
Taking pictures with me for your Instagram but when I need you, you quick to get lost
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