Lyrics

You can't tell me what I really been through Man my life is a movie it ain't nothing simple Tryna double what I do and ima make it triple You ain't ten toes down I guess that nigga crippled Tryna play both sides it ain't no in the middle I'm real on everything I say but you is not official My money been long man and yo stash little Man everybody fake y'all so artificial You can't tell me what I really been through Man my life is a movie it ain't nothing simple Tryna double what I do and ima make it triple You ain't ten toes down I guess that nigga crippled Tryna play both sides it ain't no in the middle I'm real on everything I say but you is not official My money been long man and yo stash little Man everybody fake y'all so artificial Tell me what you wanna do Who is really on my side and ain't gone never pick and choose I been tired of the lies so who gone step and tell the truth I put feelings in this song, I speak my mind up in the booth Ian stopping till I'm up yea I got something to prove You accepting all them l's so of course you bound to lose Put my phone on dnd, no favors they on snooze You just hating just to hate and ion even know u dude I will never let another nigga stop me, yea I refuse Niggas always in my pocket like they was a kangaroo Y'all wanna beef so bad watching my every move You want attention nigga we gone put u on the news They just want clout using my name for some views You can't tell me what I really been through Man my life is a movie it ain't nothing simple Tryna double what I do and ima make it triple You ain't ten toes down I guess that nigga crippled Tryna play both sides it ain't no in the middle I'm real on everything I say but you is not official My money been long man and yo stash little Man everybody fake y'all so artificial You can't tell me what I really been through Man my life is a movie it ain't nothing simple Tryna double what I do and ima make it triple You ain't ten toes down I guess that nigga crippled Tryna play both sides it ain't no in the middle I'm real on everything I say but you is not official My money been long man and yo stash little Man everybody fake y'all so artificial Stay away from me Keep the snakes from me Keep the hate from me If you want a problem lil bro you gotta pay a fee Ion rap for free, making bread just like pastry's They been tryna copy my style but cannot paste it Give em fake sauce so they time can be wasted They can't stop me 1take and I know them niggas hate it Wanna be up ina mix that's why they instigating City flooded with some hate so ima evacuate it Going away not coming back, a permanent vacation I'm the hardest in the city, swear I'm underrated
Writer(s): Norman Eddie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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