Real1s

I just wanted you to know
I just wanted you to know
I just wanted you to know
I just wanted you to know

NFY Shorty, Shorty, Shorty

I can't figure out, what this shit is all about
Ain't no real ones left, just the hunters for the clout
I ain't never had to pack
I ain't never had to struggle
I ain't never had to, but since all this shit happened I'm subtle
I just wanted you to know
I just wanted you to know
Every time I look up to the sky, I'm losing all my hope
I don't wanna die young, I just wanna die broke
I just wanted you to show, I just wanted you to know

Shit, I ain't lying 'bout a bitch
Never had to shoot shit, never had to risk
Yeah I had my interactions with the feds
Three packs, Mama sad, Mama mad, wish I had-
Mama crying, so I fucking left that shit back in the past
Never had to struggle, but I wouldn't say I ever had shit
Oh shit, on god you a bitch
No risk, no risk
You ain't back, you a snitch aye

Look, I just wanted you to know
Where I came from, where I hide the pain I cope
Big sticks, big guap, everything is for the show
No love, no love, I don't know if I can hope

I can't figure out, what this shit is all about
Ain't no real ones left, just the hunters for the clout
I ain't never had to pack
I ain't never had to struggle
I ain't never had to, but since all this shit happened I'm subtle
I just wanted you to know
I just wanted you to know
Every time I look up to the sky, I'm losing all my hope
I don't wanna die young, I just wanna die broke
I just wanted you to show, I just wanted you to know

If I loved you back then, they ain't loving you no more
Had to have the right sense, I ain't switching for a hoe
I ain't never wanted you to be the one, but all the time you let it blow
Spike the Sprite up with a four
I ain't talking anymore
I got big racks
Stack the money up, they be big stacks
Big stats, you be talking, I be statin' big facts
Big 'lex, Cartier my glasses, you be big rats
Litty like a BIC, I got faces on my gig cash

I be balling like the NBA
Feeling like the worst, so I gotta push it in my way
PTSD, you won't find me when I'm MIA
I be popping pillies like I'm NAV, I'm all by myse-e-e-e-elf

I can't figure out, what this shit is all about
Ain't no real ones left, just the hunters for the clout
I ain't never had to pack
I ain't never had to struggle
I ain't never had to, but since all this shit happened I'm subtle
I just wanted you to know
I just wanted you to know
Every time I look up to the sky I'm losing all my hope
I don't wanna die young, I just wanna die broke
I just wanted you to show, I just wanted you to know

Know, know, know, know, know
NFY Shorty, Shorty, Shor



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