Foreal Lyrics

Ima young nigga I come from the gutter

Tryna get a bag foreal

Some of my brothers never made it out

Wishing that we had em still

I can go broke live back at the bottom

Just to get em back foreal

Was down on my ass foreal

Gotta get to that bag foreal

Ima young nigga I come from the gutter

Tryna get a bag foreal

Still don't believe I ain't catch a case

Bro nem' almost crash the wheel

Really was lurking tryna catch a op

We gone get em back foreal

Shit a get tragic still

Gotta get to the bag foreal

I was the first one counted out

Niggaz they ain't want me to ball

It was some lonely nights on the block

Wasn't seeing none of my dawgs

Niggaz was dying I ain't even lying

Bro and nem was fighting a case

Uncle was tryna stay up off them drugs

Remember he was fighting the taste

Popping the pain killers while I smoked

I was getting high with pills

Heard that my brother

Could of wrote a statement

Gave me all kind of chills

Middle of shootouts I was on the corner

Know I could've died foreal

Ops can't never say they up the score

Nigga know they lied foreal

Cut off them bitches tryna put me under

They was throwing dirt on my name

Government prosecutors on my ass

Had a nigga going insane

Back to the trenches living up with momma

I ain't have a dime foreal

Without a shovel digging through the mud

Came from the vines foreal

Ima young nigga I come from the gutter

Tryna get a bag foreal

Some of my brothers never made it out

Wishing that we had em still

I can go broke live back at the bottom

Just to get em back foreal

Was down on my ass foreal

Gotta get to that bag foreal

Ima young nigga I come from the gutter

Tryna get a bag foreal

Still don't believe I ain't catch a case

Bro nem' almost crash the wheel

Really was lurking tryna catch a op

We gone get em back foreal

Shit a get tragic still

Gotta get to the bag foreal

I gotta get it pray to God I see a milly

Never lack keep that gen on me

I know plenty niggaz know they didn't

Know the day I got them racks on me

Ima split em give em to my niggaz

I give hope to my young niggaz

Ima role model to the villains

I got love for the trap know we would've starved nigga if we didn't

I got love for some block bitches

Cuz my heart still up in the trenches

The same ones I call my brother they a call them niggaz killers in the city

For the nigga try to kill my brother ima put a thirty on em with a switchy

Know these niggaz couldn't follow my steps for a mile nigga know I'm different

Really got me feeling like I'm Nip

Ran a marathon jumping over fences

And the schools mad a nigga graduated

All the teachers put me in detention

They aint show my shordys how to write

But they got life in a whole sentence

Ima young nigga I come from the gutter

Tryna get a bag foreal

Some of my brothers never made it out

Wishing that we had em still

I can go broke live back at the bottom

Just to get em back foreal

Was down on my ass foreal

Gotta get to that bag foreal

Ima young nigga I come from the gutter

Tryna getta bag foreal

Still don't believe I ain't catch a case

Bro nem' almost crash the wheel

Really was lurking tryna catch a op

We gone get em back foreal

Shit a get tragic still

Gotta get to the bag foreal