For Real
Bitch I feel straight and I been straight
Coming harder than the voice of the jit from All State
I just wanna get my credit let that shit accumulate
I just wanna drop my tape and let that shit marinate
Bitch I feel straight and I been straight
Coming harder than the voice of the jit from All State
I just wanna get my credit let that shit accumulate
I just wanna drop my tape and let that shit marinate
I don't believe it
Everybody seems to fuck with me man I'm so conceited
Everyday I put in work, ain't been to church man
In a minute
Had to show what I'm worth before it's worse man
I'm fighting the demons
This shit getting hard
I ain't had fear in my heart
Till you showed up in my door
We started confessing through actions
My heart in your palms
I ain't planned what could happen
When you called me for the last time
This shit must be satire
Or this shit getting hard for real
This shit getting hard for real
This shit getting hard for real
This shit getting hard for real
This shit getting hard for real
Wait hold up what have I done
Imma pull up with my bank and stunt
Carrying this load Imma empty my gun
Yeah that's just my rhetoric
I don't do no comparisons mate
God made my fate so I just be fucking these bitches to unload the pain
I just bought a new watch
I bought a new chain
They look like the same thing
I watched the mirror unlock
The anxieties I held on and complained
My homie went through a lot
So much that I'm ashamed of where I came
I keep it tucked in
These bitches be touching
And they run when I spray
I see the fall and the winter's on the way
I see the fall it always rains where I stay
I see my alm and I'm hoping it don't break
Hopefully I got some hope in me
Don't go so M.I.A.
Bitch I feel straight and I been straight
Coming harder than the voice of the jit from All State
I just want to get my credit
Let that shit accumulate
I just want to drop my tape
Let that shit marinate
Bitch I, bitch I feel straight
And I been straight
Coming harder than the voice of the jit from All State
I just wanna get my credit, let that shit accumulate
I just wanna drop my tape and let that shit marinate
Yeah
Coming harder than the voice of the jit from All State
I just wanna get my credit let that shit accumulate
I just wanna drop my tape and let that shit marinate
Bitch I feel straight and I been straight
Coming harder than the voice of the jit from All State
I just wanna get my credit let that shit accumulate
I just wanna drop my tape and let that shit marinate
I don't believe it
Everybody seems to fuck with me man I'm so conceited
Everyday I put in work, ain't been to church man
In a minute
Had to show what I'm worth before it's worse man
I'm fighting the demons
This shit getting hard
I ain't had fear in my heart
Till you showed up in my door
We started confessing through actions
My heart in your palms
I ain't planned what could happen
When you called me for the last time
This shit must be satire
Or this shit getting hard for real
This shit getting hard for real
This shit getting hard for real
This shit getting hard for real
This shit getting hard for real
Wait hold up what have I done
Imma pull up with my bank and stunt
Carrying this load Imma empty my gun
Yeah that's just my rhetoric
I don't do no comparisons mate
God made my fate so I just be fucking these bitches to unload the pain
I just bought a new watch
I bought a new chain
They look like the same thing
I watched the mirror unlock
The anxieties I held on and complained
My homie went through a lot
So much that I'm ashamed of where I came
I keep it tucked in
These bitches be touching
And they run when I spray
I see the fall and the winter's on the way
I see the fall it always rains where I stay
I see my alm and I'm hoping it don't break
Hopefully I got some hope in me
Don't go so M.I.A.
Bitch I feel straight and I been straight
Coming harder than the voice of the jit from All State
I just want to get my credit
Let that shit accumulate
I just want to drop my tape
Let that shit marinate
Bitch I, bitch I feel straight
And I been straight
Coming harder than the voice of the jit from All State
I just wanna get my credit, let that shit accumulate
I just wanna drop my tape and let that shit marinate
Yeah
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Writer(s): Rafael Mazza Wanderley
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