RNB Lyrics

I've been chasin' paper, ain't no time to worry 'bout bitches

I ain't tryna keep no fuckin' nine-to-five, that ain't my vision

I don't wanna resort to committin' crimes again, but listen

If you think I won't go flip a few lil' dimes, my nigga, you trippin

Fuck the feds, bitch fuck the state, nigga free my brother 'nem

Fuck the opps, motherfuck the cops, long live my brethren

We all done did our dirt, boy what's your vice, boy what's your preference

If I wanna right my wrongs then I won't need no fuckin' reference

Yeah, I be feelin' low, yeah, even when I'm high

Put my feelings in a safe, take a blunt to the face and pray I get by

Tell 'lil mamas I'm good, even though I'm lyin

Put your thug face on, don't get caught on your own, better keep you some fire

It's the real nigga blues, the real nigga blues, real nigga blues

It's the real nigga blues, it's the real nigga blues, real nigga blues

The real nigga blues, it's the real nigga blues

I been feelin' kinda down, lost and ain't been found

Overthinkin' if my mind is a ocean and I'm swimmin' then surely I'd drown

Boy my trigger finger itchin, from this bottled up tension

Is this bottle gon' pop, should I open up the top, should I

Hold up, stop

Mama raised a soldier, not a bitch, not a bitch, no

Every time I fell"boy don't you cry", I got up quick

Pops said"wipe your eyes, keep head held high and never quit"

Do it for my partners in the sky, I'ma pop my shit

Keep your feelings to yourself, they make things more difficult

Instead just focus on residuals

Find a hustle, choose a way for you to help your people, yo

Cause you can't eat if you don't feed the bros

It's a cold world, grow you some nuts, you wanna live

Be a man, nigga this shit real life, you not a kid

Gotta pay all your bills, gotta get you a crib

Gotta make her your wife, gotta have you some kids

Gotta take care 'em all, gotta lay down the law

Gotta fix all your flaws, gotta show them you raw

Gotta teach them to live, not how your parents did

Oh, now you cryin' like a bitch, that's embarrassing

Fuck that, nigga wear your feelings on your sleeve

Break that, family curse, it's a disease

Fun fact, real niggas cry, my niggas weep

Drop that, tough guy shit, my nigga, please

Nigga, I've been feelin' low, yeah even when I'm high

Put my feelings in a safe, take a blunt to the face and pray I get by

Tell 'lil mamas I'm good, even though I'm lyin

Put your thug face on, don't get caught on your own

Better keep you some fire

This the real nigga blues

The real nigga blues

Real nigga blues

This the real nigga blues

This the real nigga blues

Real nigga blues

The real nigga blues

This the real nigga blues

Bitch I'ma get it out the south side, south side

Yeah my niggas know we outside, outside

Wear a fitted with a durag, durag

And let my chain swing

I be feelin' like the top dog, top dog

Tell a pussy nigga, watch out, watch out

Cause I stay with a Glock out, Glock out

And let my nuts hang

Bitch I'ma get it off the south side, south side

Yeah my niggas know we outside, outside

Wear a fitted with a durag, durag

And let my chain swing

I be feelin' like the top dog, top dog

Tell a pussy nigga, watch out, watch out

Cause I stay with a Glock out, Glock out

And let my nuts hang