The realist

Don't be ashamed of the things
That You went through
Just Trying to make a million dollars off the pain
That i been through
Niggas trying to hate,
Don't let them get through
Cause if i seen a nigga make it
I'd be sick too
Woah
They been prayin on my downfall
These niggas goofy im a clown y'all
Don't let no snakes around y'all
This water round my neck
Will probably drown y'all
They don't like to see me smile
That's why I'm frowned on
And i ain't been the same for a minute
That ain't really felt my pain
For a minute
Thoughts been going through my brain
For a minute
I done finally got that bag
And put a chain on my pendant
I ain't trying to play no games
Less I'm winning
That's a fact nigga
Came up from the bottom to the top
I guess I'm that nigga
Always been a hunnid wit my dawgs
This ain't a act nigga
Loss to many brothers
I wish i could bring them back nigga
This the shit you face
When you decide to be a trap nigga
Woah woah oh oh
But I done finally left that life inside the rear view
These niggas snakes so cut yo grass
Don't let near you
Cause everybody not who they appearing to be
I gotta take care my team
But whose going to watch out for me
Shit ain't as light as it seems
Oh oh
Cause they askin me for cash now
But fuck them niggas they ain't help
So now they assed out
Money what i brag bout
Put hoes before myself
So guess i gotta put them last now
Used to be the nigga back in school
That bitches laughed bout
Trying to hit my dm bitches trying to give me ass now
And to the niggas back in school who on my dick
I know they mad now
Cause i done turned into a cash cow



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Writer(s): Kionta Collins
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