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Rico, got that fire, got that fire D.O.E. the D.O.N. Put trust in all my friends I'm inside the race to win I ain't know where to begin Imma blow like TNT Can't wait to be on CNN Me and Nina on a date Can't get caught without F and N Why would I talk to a J? Muslim I can't talk to pigs 34 shots Walter Payton, In the field like Stephen Diggs Niggas outside can't control their anger Now they wetting kids Getting shit is you gon' fold Or blow your pole when pressure hit A more important question is Will you take it or paint a snitch A question that ain't easily answered Most niggas faking it My dog do not believe in God He say that he a atheist The only time he Christian When he rocked Dior, he paid for his I can't fuck with bitch niggas So get them out my radius Sometimes I don't cater to Kai, Khado That's my alias Niggas tryna ride the wave Me and my gang the waviest Thinking they gon' snake me out I'm with the snakes, it's dangerous Jumped inside that water, drip or drown So I stay with my gunna Chasing digits, I was not no gangster I'm still out here thuggin' RIP to Lil Keed Taught to keep it real, P Family threw up foes and Bs But I hung with some real Gs Daddy was a hooper Still travel round with real T's Fuck the fake, my life ain't no facade This shit the real me Even if my fans was paralyzed They still would feel me Stand on my ten toes for you Slime me out, gotta kill me Had to lock in, get my mind In line with my feelings I been skipping out on therapy Drugs been helping the healing I wish that I could put more time Into my women To be honest, I got a dream, baby I'm sorry, I already made a commitment Friend or frenemies To all these niggas, I'm feeling suspicious I give you anything, that's on bro If you with it, I'm with it Pour out on beats while I sip out a styrofoams of the Tristan, been feeling distant Starting to see my dreams turn into my visions Jumped inside that water, drip or drown So I stay with my gunna Chasing digits, I was not no gangster I'm still out here thuggin' RIP to Lil Keed Taught to keep it real, P Family threw up foes and Bs But I hung with some real Gs Daddy was a hooper Still travel round with real T's Fuck the fake, my life ain't no facade This shit the real me Even if my fans was paralyzed They still would feel me Stand on my ten toes for you Slime me out, gotta kill me Seen a hero live long enough Turn himself to a villain Bodies get dropped, now they outside Sliding' for red, dead redemption In high school, before I stepped in classrooms I was getting suspended Teacher I had up in detention Say that he see me on Insta I like rainy days That's when you see who with you And see the fake niggas just fade away Every time I took a L, learned a lesson that's takeaway Trapped inside a glass box Wishing that I could just break away Spiritually, I'm awake from religion I'm starting to stray away Hurt before, you ain't gonna love me Like you should, then stay away I believe in you, but who told you I needed you? And that shit got me heated too Argue get right back, that's a cycle We keep repeating, boo The lies they sell and tell a Sound so motherfucking believable Jumped inside that water, drip or drown So I stay with my gunna Chasing digits, I was not no gangster I'm still out here thuggin' RIP to Lil Keed Taught to keep it real, P Family threw up foes and Bs But I hung with some real Gs Daddy was a hooper Still travel round with real T's Fuck the fake, my life ain't no facade This shit the real me Even if my fans was paralyzed They still would feel me Stand on my ten toes for you Slime me out, gotta kill me
Writer(s): Kai Garris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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