Foreal
Tired of all the bullshit
Im just tired of all the bullshit
Look I'm tired of the bullshit
Baby mamma calling me
Talking bout some other shit
Told the hoe don't bother me
I be tryna leave the streets alone
But they'll always be apart of me
No disrespect to my pops
But I feel like the streets done Fathered me
Cause me an pops fell off
When I was young
An we would hardly speak
Mama did her best
But we be clashin like the titans
Had my P.O. Up my ass
Cause I was ditching class n Fighting
Like fuk a diploma nigga
This gangsta shit exciting
Shit I use to hit the block
An make a thousand every night
Then everything changed
Feels like it happened over night
Nigga sitting in that cell
I swear I couldn't even write
Started losin my vision
Had to focus on my site
Shit I fell into a depression
Never thought I'd be the type
When you lose everything you Love
An everything ain't feelin right
Seeing yo Patna in that casket
Swear it's such a scary site
Never knowing when you goin
It could be today or night
So we strapped up
We Never back up nigga
We get to Bustin
Niggas better call for back up Nigga
Shoot you in yo chest
Shitll fuk yo back up nigga
An when you fall
We making sure
You don't get back up nigga
Foreal nigga stuck in the field
It's like I wana do right
But I'm thuggin foreal nigga
Foreal you wouldn't know how I Feel
Once all you got is yoself
Nigga you feel it foreal
Nigga foreal
Shit I'm just tired of all the fake Love
People sayin they down for me
But when it matters most
It's like nobody there for me
Dam near lost myself
To a bitch I thought she cared For me
So i don't no friends
Associates I pick em carefully
Been wrestling wit demons
Feel I need someone to pray for Me
When grandma died
I kept on asking god
When was he takin me
Never thought the closet ones
Would be da ones he take from Me
Honestly never thought
That shit would end up breaking Me
Cryin nights nigga I ain't lyin
I was scared of life
Thinkn would I die or would I Make it
To see 25 I'm 29 nigga
I ain't never thought of suicide
Shoot outs wit da enemy
Nigga we thinkn do or die
Niggas killed my homie
My nigga we goin eye for eye
Blow for blow
Nigga we hopin we make it out Alive
Goes to show
Niggas had no intentions in doin Right
Was through wit life
Fuk it my nigga we'll make a Move tonight
Do it right
That way nigga we ain't gotta Double back
You know the streets be talkin
So we keep the pest control for Rats
State the facts nigga
If you ever wana speak on Slap
Speak on that
Make sure that tell em Iamfuknslap foreal
Im just tired of all the bullshit
Look I'm tired of the bullshit
Baby mamma calling me
Talking bout some other shit
Told the hoe don't bother me
I be tryna leave the streets alone
But they'll always be apart of me
No disrespect to my pops
But I feel like the streets done Fathered me
Cause me an pops fell off
When I was young
An we would hardly speak
Mama did her best
But we be clashin like the titans
Had my P.O. Up my ass
Cause I was ditching class n Fighting
Like fuk a diploma nigga
This gangsta shit exciting
Shit I use to hit the block
An make a thousand every night
Then everything changed
Feels like it happened over night
Nigga sitting in that cell
I swear I couldn't even write
Started losin my vision
Had to focus on my site
Shit I fell into a depression
Never thought I'd be the type
When you lose everything you Love
An everything ain't feelin right
Seeing yo Patna in that casket
Swear it's such a scary site
Never knowing when you goin
It could be today or night
So we strapped up
We Never back up nigga
We get to Bustin
Niggas better call for back up Nigga
Shoot you in yo chest
Shitll fuk yo back up nigga
An when you fall
We making sure
You don't get back up nigga
Foreal nigga stuck in the field
It's like I wana do right
But I'm thuggin foreal nigga
Foreal you wouldn't know how I Feel
Once all you got is yoself
Nigga you feel it foreal
Nigga foreal
Shit I'm just tired of all the fake Love
People sayin they down for me
But when it matters most
It's like nobody there for me
Dam near lost myself
To a bitch I thought she cared For me
So i don't no friends
Associates I pick em carefully
Been wrestling wit demons
Feel I need someone to pray for Me
When grandma died
I kept on asking god
When was he takin me
Never thought the closet ones
Would be da ones he take from Me
Honestly never thought
That shit would end up breaking Me
Cryin nights nigga I ain't lyin
I was scared of life
Thinkn would I die or would I Make it
To see 25 I'm 29 nigga
I ain't never thought of suicide
Shoot outs wit da enemy
Nigga we thinkn do or die
Niggas killed my homie
My nigga we goin eye for eye
Blow for blow
Nigga we hopin we make it out Alive
Goes to show
Niggas had no intentions in doin Right
Was through wit life
Fuk it my nigga we'll make a Move tonight
Do it right
That way nigga we ain't gotta Double back
You know the streets be talkin
So we keep the pest control for Rats
State the facts nigga
If you ever wana speak on Slap
Speak on that
Make sure that tell em Iamfuknslap foreal
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Writer(s): Larry Williams
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