Fa'Real
I don't got shit for a nigga
And I don't got shit for these hoes
You threw me under the bus
Now you gotta stay on the side that you chose
Don't come to me talkin bout trust
Whenever I gave it they stepped on my toes
Im focused on money fasho thats a must
But I got some beef that I gotta dispose
Don't hit up my phone for a favor
I got everything out the mud fa'real
I put everything on the table and niggas was greedy
I thought that the love was real
You wasn't round when I took all them losses
And I was the one shedding blood fa'real
I wanna turn all my people to bosses
And take em away from the slums fa'real
I got some shit that I still gotta handle
If I let it slide they gon think that I'm sweet
Fuck wit me they gon be holdin up candles
And put you on shirts and go rename the street
Nigga dissed me on a Monday
So I had to creep thru his hood for the rest of the week
Ion be seeing shit funny
My people ask me if I'm good but I just wanna tweak
Really I just wanna spazz out
I keep my composure when I wanna crash
I really lived in the trap house
I slept in the same spot we use to ash
I could drop a diss song and make it a hit
But id rather get on yo ass
I'm the one they slept on and now im the shit
And nobody gave me a pass
Roll up a wood for my dead guys
I'm taking this one to the head man
As soon as I get enough money
I'm dropping a bag and lil buddy a dead man
They want me to tell on myself in my music
I know thats the feds plan
But Im smarter than that and I'm use to it
So I'm still at yo top like a headband
I don't got shit for a nigga
And I don't got shit for these hoes
You threw me under the bus
Now you gotta stay on the side that you chose
Don't come to me talkin bout trust
Whenever I gave it they stepped on my toes
Im focused on money fasho thats a must
But I got some beef that I gotta dispose
Don't hit up my phone for a favor
I got everything out the mud fa'real
I put everything on the table and niggas was greedy
I thought that the love was real
You wasn't round when I took all them losses
And I was the one shedding blood fa'real
I wanna turn all my people to bosses
And take em away from the slums fa'real
And I don't got shit for these hoes
You threw me under the bus
Now you gotta stay on the side that you chose
Don't come to me talkin bout trust
Whenever I gave it they stepped on my toes
Im focused on money fasho thats a must
But I got some beef that I gotta dispose
Don't hit up my phone for a favor
I got everything out the mud fa'real
I put everything on the table and niggas was greedy
I thought that the love was real
You wasn't round when I took all them losses
And I was the one shedding blood fa'real
I wanna turn all my people to bosses
And take em away from the slums fa'real
I got some shit that I still gotta handle
If I let it slide they gon think that I'm sweet
Fuck wit me they gon be holdin up candles
And put you on shirts and go rename the street
Nigga dissed me on a Monday
So I had to creep thru his hood for the rest of the week
Ion be seeing shit funny
My people ask me if I'm good but I just wanna tweak
Really I just wanna spazz out
I keep my composure when I wanna crash
I really lived in the trap house
I slept in the same spot we use to ash
I could drop a diss song and make it a hit
But id rather get on yo ass
I'm the one they slept on and now im the shit
And nobody gave me a pass
Roll up a wood for my dead guys
I'm taking this one to the head man
As soon as I get enough money
I'm dropping a bag and lil buddy a dead man
They want me to tell on myself in my music
I know thats the feds plan
But Im smarter than that and I'm use to it
So I'm still at yo top like a headband
I don't got shit for a nigga
And I don't got shit for these hoes
You threw me under the bus
Now you gotta stay on the side that you chose
Don't come to me talkin bout trust
Whenever I gave it they stepped on my toes
Im focused on money fasho thats a must
But I got some beef that I gotta dispose
Don't hit up my phone for a favor
I got everything out the mud fa'real
I put everything on the table and niggas was greedy
I thought that the love was real
You wasn't round when I took all them losses
And I was the one shedding blood fa'real
I wanna turn all my people to bosses
And take em away from the slums fa'real
Credits
Writer(s): Gaige Olive
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