Contagious
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing off, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart, I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
I told my lawyer, "Change the situation"
Told the judge that I was always fakin'
But I know it's in my heart and I feel it breakin'
Told him, "Let go of my boys, that would be amazing"
Try to blink out every time, I'm hidden in different spaces
Bought the same LaFerrari and told 'em, "Keep it basic"
"Put up on them same lil' boys", told them, "Let's get it racing"
She don't need know what it is, now boy my money weighin'
Yeah, keep on dodgin' years, my young nigga waitin'
I done gave away my Porsche, I throw up
I don't pass the torch, I pour up
Syrup, when I'm forced, I ho' up
Out and in, I reck her core
I took my finger and I remade it sore
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing off, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart, I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
They always told me I'd be going places
Now I'm just surrounded by these different faces
But all of this applause, yeah, it came with hatred
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
Yeah, uh
Yesterday, my daughter told me
"Daddy, you the best," I told her
"I'm makin' it back tonight
Baby, pass me that vest"
I know I'm livin' that fast life
But I sign niggas and I sign checks
I put a quarter mill' on my fingers
Just like Lil Baby and they all baguettes
Every week I made 4,000 servin' bands for my big homie
I know I wasn't doin' it forever but it had moved me up from nothin'
Sometimes you gotta take baby steps but now you grown and got to want it
Everything you doin', wonder every ho' you screwin'
I ball like Harden and Jordan
I try to keep my mouth closed
But I told them all the stories
I had five bitches with me lit like Robert Horry
I told my bitch from every strugglin' day we buyin' the store
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing off, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart, I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
They always told me I'd be going places
Now I'm just surrounded by these different faces
But all of this applause, yeah, it came with hatred
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing off, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart, I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
I told my lawyer, "Change the situation"
Told the judge that I was always fakin'
But I know it's in my heart and I feel it breakin'
Told him, "Let go of my boys, that would be amazing"
Try to blink out every time, I'm hidden in different spaces
Bought the same LaFerrari and told 'em, "Keep it basic"
"Put up on them same lil' boys", told them, "Let's get it racing"
She don't need know what it is, now boy my money weighin'
Yeah, keep on dodgin' years, my young nigga waitin'
I done gave away my Porsche, I throw up
I don't pass the torch, I pour up
Syrup, when I'm forced, I ho' up
Out and in, I reck her core
I took my finger and I remade it sore
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing off, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart, I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
They always told me I'd be going places
Now I'm just surrounded by these different faces
But all of this applause, yeah, it came with hatred
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
Yeah, uh
Yesterday, my daughter told me
"Daddy, you the best," I told her
"I'm makin' it back tonight
Baby, pass me that vest"
I know I'm livin' that fast life
But I sign niggas and I sign checks
I put a quarter mill' on my fingers
Just like Lil Baby and they all baguettes
Every week I made 4,000 servin' bands for my big homie
I know I wasn't doin' it forever but it had moved me up from nothin'
Sometimes you gotta take baby steps but now you grown and got to want it
Everything you doin', wonder every ho' you screwin'
I ball like Harden and Jordan
I try to keep my mouth closed
But I told them all the stories
I had five bitches with me lit like Robert Horry
I told my bitch from every strugglin' day we buyin' the store
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing off, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart, I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
They always told me I'd be going places
Now I'm just surrounded by these different faces
But all of this applause, yeah, it came with hatred
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
Credits
Writer(s): Ozan Yildirim, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Jacob Elliot Reske
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