I Did It Again
Yea, woo, Real, uh huh AK REAL
AKMG Put it all at risk
Put it all at risk, boy
I'm writing scripts
Grew up in the streets
But my mama strict
Disciplined myself
Boy I'm getting rich
1986 Keep it real since
They wanna hear something new
Listen to the kids
Million dollar deals
When I run this bitch
Stack my money high enough
That's just common sense
You don't wanna ask me why
I did it again
I pray you real rappers
Will never get forgotten
Only the real rappers
Will be forever popping
As I'm walking in the club
They screamin, Oh Lord
Mama asked me if I'm winning
I said, Of Course
Yes Mama, that's me
I'm your only son on the low key
And I'm writing lyrics til I OD
They showing me respect like an OG
Cash rules, I came with the gang Fool
Real dealers told me Real yo you mad cool
Well known and I'm speaking in a deep voice
I'm affiliated with dope boys
And I'm representin for the real ones
As you already know its only few of us
They took away the real now they call it rude
They wanna crucify me like I'm Yesuus
Put it all at risk Boi
I'm writing scripts
Grew up in the streets
But my mama strict
Disciplined myself
Boi I'm getting rich
1986 Keep it real since
They wanna hear something new
Listen to the kids
Million dollar deals
When I run this bitch
Stack my money high enough
That's just common sense
You don't wanna ask me why I did it again
I did it again
If you're not a loyal man, don't ask for forgiveness
If you brought to be a snitch, you can't have my business
Only thing uniting real is the brotherhood
The color of the flag is secondary, fool
I see a real G in any shape or form
Don't forget to light a candle when the hater's born
It could be white as hell or black as night
Accept the excellence is the key to life
I'm reaching for the stacks, unprotected sex
Pockets full of dough, baby screaming there you go
I do it for my folks, do it for my dawgs
You gotta be a G, just to be the boss
I replace the tops working for my pops
And if I'm parking on your lawn, you better the call the cops
You got to pay in full before I start the job
Power of attorney, lunches with the judge
Put it all at risk boy,
I'm writing scripts grew up in the streets
But my mama strict
Disciplined myself
Boy I'm getting rich
1986 Keep it real since
They wanna hear something new
Listen to the kids
Million dollar deals
When I run this bitch Stack my money high enough
That's just common sense
You don't wanna ask me why I did it again
AKMG Put it all at risk
Put it all at risk, boy
I'm writing scripts
Grew up in the streets
But my mama strict
Disciplined myself
Boy I'm getting rich
1986 Keep it real since
They wanna hear something new
Listen to the kids
Million dollar deals
When I run this bitch
Stack my money high enough
That's just common sense
You don't wanna ask me why
I did it again
I pray you real rappers
Will never get forgotten
Only the real rappers
Will be forever popping
As I'm walking in the club
They screamin, Oh Lord
Mama asked me if I'm winning
I said, Of Course
Yes Mama, that's me
I'm your only son on the low key
And I'm writing lyrics til I OD
They showing me respect like an OG
Cash rules, I came with the gang Fool
Real dealers told me Real yo you mad cool
Well known and I'm speaking in a deep voice
I'm affiliated with dope boys
And I'm representin for the real ones
As you already know its only few of us
They took away the real now they call it rude
They wanna crucify me like I'm Yesuus
Put it all at risk Boi
I'm writing scripts
Grew up in the streets
But my mama strict
Disciplined myself
Boi I'm getting rich
1986 Keep it real since
They wanna hear something new
Listen to the kids
Million dollar deals
When I run this bitch
Stack my money high enough
That's just common sense
You don't wanna ask me why I did it again
I did it again
If you're not a loyal man, don't ask for forgiveness
If you brought to be a snitch, you can't have my business
Only thing uniting real is the brotherhood
The color of the flag is secondary, fool
I see a real G in any shape or form
Don't forget to light a candle when the hater's born
It could be white as hell or black as night
Accept the excellence is the key to life
I'm reaching for the stacks, unprotected sex
Pockets full of dough, baby screaming there you go
I do it for my folks, do it for my dawgs
You gotta be a G, just to be the boss
I replace the tops working for my pops
And if I'm parking on your lawn, you better the call the cops
You got to pay in full before I start the job
Power of attorney, lunches with the judge
Put it all at risk boy,
I'm writing scripts grew up in the streets
But my mama strict
Disciplined myself
Boy I'm getting rich
1986 Keep it real since
They wanna hear something new
Listen to the kids
Million dollar deals
When I run this bitch Stack my money high enough
That's just common sense
You don't wanna ask me why I did it again
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