REAL ME Lyrics

I ain't faking not a thing, I gave them the real me

Niggas say I cry in raps, but I made sure they feel me

Got lor Brodie sliding, I'm providing, they'll kill for me

Told lor baby "suck it, don't never stop, you healing me"

Niggas know I been speeding in these demons, I go fast in 'em

He can pull up, he won't pull off in these jects, won't last in 'em

I just roll up hella opp's, in these woods, put gas in 'em

My bro stand on defense, won't up the score, won't pass him

You rock or played the ball, the way of living round these walls

I won't speak on what I saw, shit got crucial on God

I can tell you bout the streets

You get rich or you gon' beef

You gon' live or stay deceased

You playing Trey or playing Meech

I won't go out like no bitch, I rather go out like I'm Pac

Seen the way them niggas flip that fucking and sent them shots?

You ain't keep ya head up, that's the reason he got dropped

Told bro keep a air tag just in case she give the drop

Cause we don't trust these fucking hoes, ran it up and chase a bag

Pockets super super fat

They respusha super big

I ain't gon' lie you feel some type of way, then load up all the mags

Make me sad or make me mad I pry load up automatics

Niggas switched, they flipped they code

I ain't know they y'all was hoes

Ain't complain, no I ain't bitch, I just played it how it goes

Tired of rapping, back to trapping

Disappear like I do magic

They like I been dropping hella songs, then gone, damn what happen?

I guess that's just the way of life

Two wrongs, it don't make it right

You know I don't give no fucks

Take a life, we taking twice

Shorty stole my heart and ran, I guess that bitch a thief right?

Told my brother stay in sports, stay out the streets cause he nice

Cause this shit truly can get hectic

We was outside toting weapons

We was outside toting nines

Having fun out with my felons

She a hoe, she fucked the guys

Heard around, it wasn't lies

I ain't doing shit for niggas, they ain't with me, they ain't mine

I ain't faking not a thing, I gave them the real me

Niggas say I cry in raps, but I made sure they feel me

Got lor Brodie sliding, I'm providing, they'll kill for me

Told lor baby "suck it, don't never stop, you healing me"

Niggas know I been speeding in these demons, I go fast in 'em

He can pull up, he won't pull off in these jects, won't last in 'em

I just roll up hella opp's, in these woods, put gas in 'em

My bro stand on defense, won't up the score, won't pass him