Bdswaves - Real Shit (feat. Bdsbanks) Lyrics

I'm talkin' real shit
No I don't feel shit
Not even talkin' off the pill
Shit
Cant touch the ground
But I'll still f*ck around and pay the bill
Shit
I'm on my lone wave
Guess most emotions out here so fake
You bitches cold like snowflakes
I'm okay

Why does everybody want to cap these days
I'll be runnin' up a bag until I get paid
Now I realize why you knockin' plays
We posted
You just dip
Know I stay right by my stick

Turned me into a different person
Now I'm sad
I'm always hurtin'
Text him back, it must be urgent
That's a cap, and I'm a burden
Live your lies, and I'm uncertain
Leave the mess, and close the curtain

Bitches be switchin
My mind on a mission
Put the keys in ignition
And get it to spinnin'
These haters be trippin'
But I do not listen
Bitch you don't want smoke
Cause the pistol be clickin'
And that got me thinkin'
Like what you was missin'
Only thing you missin'
Bullets in your system

I'm talkin' real shit
No I don't feel shit
Not even talkin' off the pill
Shit
Cant touch the ground
But I'll still f*ck around and pay the bill
Shit
I'm on my lone wave
Guess most emotions out here so fake
You bitches cold like snowflakes
I'm okay

Sleepin' in a coffin
It's lights off n' shit
You got no f*ckin' confidence
The problem is, I'm feeling like I'm lost in this
This hole is feeling bottomless
I'll still find time to call yo bitch
I ain't got watches on my wrist
I'm off it

Yeah I live at night
Get my feelings right
From my toes right up to the ceiling height
In these kind of moments it's drip or flight
You tryna be adidas with only two stripes
And I don't even know what to say
You used to never give me the time of day
Man I'm like damn
I wonder what changed
Left off like Takeoff
Guess it's a plane
Yeah

I said what's hanin'
Got the strap up on my back like I'm attackin'
I gotta tac n' you do not want all the action
I said what's hanin'
Thought yous bout it bruh, shit what happened to yo cuh
You don't want it bad enough
All I do is lean and bud
You not really leanin' bud
In a corner now you stuck
Now you former, caught some studs
Now you dead while yo bitch butt
On my lap and I'm stuck
I said what's hanin'
Gotta keep my Nina, sir
Just in case the feens be stirrin'
Got a case wit beans and brrr
Ice is nice I want some bruh
Brrr is ice but now I'm broke
Gotta make the bread, don't choke
Down out south like I'm a bloke
Got a mouth like I tell jokes
Smoking green like artichoke
You don't really want the smoke

So really really don't provoke
I said what's hanin'
I just want a bitch
With small titties and she rich
And she bout it she won't switch
Lips on me but she ain't snitch
Hands on me like I'm a itch
See no speak no hear no shit
I build my mind bitch I enrich
My bars full like I'm a fridge
Vocabulary expanded
Yo girl out here she suckin' dick
And she got some bumps
On her side lip
And you still really kiss that bitch

Bitch I keep it on
Like a parallel circuit
We spit some heat
So it's like stare at hell circus
I gotta piece
But I support all the peace
I got a niece
And imma buy her some fleece
Bitch we gone take it
Like that bitch down on her knees
But she on fake shit
And she high as some geese
Bitch imma make it
And imma collab w keef
Fat ass blunts yeah we chief
And we makin' the cheese
Y'all can never compete
So please take a seat