2Real ft. Quado Lyrics

Uh, Trying to hide emotions

Trying to hide emotions

I'm deep in the ocean

I'm flying I'm floating

I'm rolling I'm smoking

I'm really slow boating

I'm really slow motion

I'm really slow rolling

Ah

They ain't teach me this shit in school

They ain't teach me about my dues

They ain't teach me to break no rules but I broke the code

I was trying to go and get me some money

I was trying to go and get me some cash

Robbed a Store

I'm just too real for this generation's type of love

(I'm from Georgia, I got a girl with some water and she from Florida) I don't understand why the simple things tend to trip us up

(And she not a dime, she a whole quarter)

You can't love nobody

Less you love yourself

(Nigga I went and copped that Benz)

If you with me baby

Don't need no one else

It's just us

You and me together, you and me together

(And I need me a seven)

I don't give a fuck about your IG

Them hoes ain't me

Them hoes ain't me

(Ain't fucking with these niggas I don't know these other dudes)

It's a lot of niggas tryna buy me

(That shit ain't free)

But you better believe it

That money don't mean a thing

(And how much money you making in your fucking trap cause we gonna get it back)

And loyalty is rare

(We gonna ring you like a doorbell) nowadays

But baby rest assure, you my man

You can always count on me

Got me feeling like Brandy

(He on that Drake shit)

I wanna be down for you

(I'm trying to blow up)

Make this a forever thing

(I'm on some Tank shit)

You hit my line I'm on my way

It ain't no question

I done had my share of goofy shit

I done learned my lesson

But when I'm with you

You're such a blessing

You're such a blessing

I'm just way too real for this generation's type of love

And I just can't understand how the simple things always trip us up

You can't love nobody

Less you love yourself

If you with me baby

Don't need no one else

It's just us

You and me together, you and me together

Hey

Yeah, I don't know these other chicks

I don't know that other bitch

I don't know that other hoe

Yeah, we'll kick in a nigga door

And they fucking with my flow

Talking about I can't rap and they fucking with my hand talking about I can't snap

And ain't giving handshakes cause that ain't dap

Nigga want to play with me I got to run laps

I'm talking about no emotion

Kill them while they stroking

300 niggas with me like I'm Chief Keef

400 niggas with them who want beef

I got a thousand shots

Round them up

We'll catch a nigga ass at the roundabout

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