Lyrics:
the world was sucka free, it just be me and my niggaz left
I ain't neva scared, I got big hammers everywhere
In places where you need yo passport at, I'm
a pill
I'm on some dumb shit, by the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck him in my automobile
Let him eat it with
cliques wished that they became us
I wanna be that boy from Canada to Japan
Shout outs to Troy, he's my number #1 fan
The East to the West in a span for
to throw in Gomes to get it done
It's on and I've begun the scissor cutting stuff
Come on come one by one by two by two by three
Welcome to Boston
Here's our
Said she tired of lil' money, need a big boy
Pull up 20 inch blades like I'm Lil Troy
Now it's everybody flockin', need a decoy
Shawty mixing up
Mass incarceration real, no appeal
No parole, just patrol cars waiting by the door
Ma, I might not make it home
Don’t you cry too soon
Don’t say bye too
go free Mikey Lord
These niggas they be bitches they be psychin' boy
Fuck who don't like me boy
I'm a bull in this shit (let's get it)
Where you
my diamonds be dancin' dont really care bout the cut
You know im grindin' like crazy
Dat 45 by my gut
Ski mask give it up
I milly walk cuz im buck
I
a hoe?
I'm Dr. Real Phil, I'm here to help you let go
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't hard to keep it real!
Matter
he's real
Songbook, baby
My man Troy Taylor, I love you, nigga (didn't think you could do it, dawg)
Disha, Quincy, go Sooners, haha
To my man Devante
And they play not, temperatures stay hot
And don't nobody be relaxin' when on they block
Like it a yay spot, never let that pay stop
Unless you wanna be
play my part
Won't let the bitch know whenever I'm leavin', bitch, I play it smart
And she gon' hide when she be cheatin', but I'ma up the charts
team
And support
When I'm tryin' to make my green
It's for real
I throws some karats in your ring
I'll make it last forever
'Cause you know
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
sneak peek
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
it's on the doorstep,
you know, until it involves their money, their territory.
Questioner: there's a special type of petition that
is vetoed by special
my name
G A B R I E L bitch we ain't the same
Body slammer with the hammer make you hoot and holler
It's a pity Imma strike you down true high flyer
fuck nigga, lay down (lay down)
Keeping it real it pay off, just gotta stay down
But niggas be impatient, so them niggas start hating
Pussy niggas
trap
They try to camouflage it my
Phone is still tapped as it should be
Connect call and I come runnin'
We ran through the ribbon how we won from it
a second
I ain’t hear enough screams on
That let ‘Ye be ‘Ye!
People, I’m not saying this out of my
Own well-being because it wouldn’t be
Smart out of my own
Let’s keep it real
I’m chasin paper ion care bout a deal
Do this shit by my lonely bitch fuck how you feel
Run up on me swear i’m catchin a kill
raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh
Can't be afraid to go outside
Can't let life pass me by
So it's time wake up
Wake up stay up
They up
We up Weigh up
Weigh up
Weigh up
Weigh up
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