KLOUT

Uhhhhh
This life shit crazy I'm not even going to lie
I remember bruh told me only you know
Ha no for real
And that's real
Only you know the way you live
Never give a fuck about anybody
Nothing what they talking
They for ever going to talk
But you just got to show them

These bitches in it for the fucking clout
Nigga talking crazy
They just like to run they mouth
A bitch a set you up
And that shit is without a doubt
Uhhhh
I think I found my sound

The way I'm moving in my crown
They want the ball but they out of bounds
I walk around this bitch yeah this is my town
They sell your hopes and dreams
Bet I'm not falling for this schemes
Sometimes I want to escape reality
The truth is also pain
That's what i came to realize
And I want to thank mama
For hiding it in disguise
Cause this life shit here is wicket

So I don't even leave without the blicky
Four five nines keep a semi
I've been talking to god lately
I know that he's listening
I'm a good soul
That come with a couple of blemishes
Pour my heart out just listen in
The truth I speak is heaven sent
I want to free my people
In this world we living in
I'm dying behind mine

And I mean that shit
They hated on me and didn't believe in me
To the hard work a nigga put in
To get this far and you niggas trying to
Figure out who you are
These bitches doing it for the fucking clout
Nigga talking crazy
They just like to run they mouth
A bitch will set you up
And that's without a doubt
That shit is no doubt

I think I found my mother fuck sound
Want to judge a nigga off a fucking look
Tired of police brutality
The bitches are fucking crooks
This shit now with it seem a little nigga
Get back in the books
This shit is not what it seem a little nigga
Get back in the books
Niggas don't like me
Because I keep it real
Listen closely bet you get the spill
Mama raised the real fucking deal
Pops wasn't always there to help a nigga
But i ain't going to trip
I still love you nigga
No for real
Sometimes I need to vent
That's why I like this rap shit
And his life shit get hard
But I bet I don't quit
I'm the realest it gets
Listen hard and I bet you get the gist
Young nigga checking shit up off the list
I'm always asking if they good
They don't ask a nigga
But I'm good remaining strong
Like a young nigga should
I ain't going to cap like this shit easy
But a nigga gotta keep it breeze
I keep a smile on my face
I keep it cheesing
I'm standing behind mine all ten
They doing this shit right up in your face
You better wipe your lens
The shit that I'm saying
Will make you hold your chin
I'm a hold it down
And mother fucking represent

Naw for real
These bitches doing it for the fucking clout
Nigga talking crazy
They just like to run their mouth
A bitches set you up
And that shit without a doubt
And that shit is no doubt
I think I found my mother fucking sound

Mmhh
Naw for real
Y'all let this shit be heard
Y'all wake up man
It's more to this life shit
Naw for real

Mhhhhhh
Mhhhhhhhhhhh
Mhhhhhh
I'm out this thing man



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Murphy
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