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Bo$$man Bo$$man - THE Real ME Lyrics



Bo$$man Bo$$man - THE Real ME Lyrics
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Sacrifice and em toting thang organization
My folk they know what I mean full moon
Energy in my vines lift the dragon foot 6 on that thang
Spit knowledge the streets not the same
But I can't let them get to my brain
Em fully loaded that hate wen they can't
Never getting hungry gon get this cake
Sweet tooth so em gon chase like the bank
So much pain I inhale wen I drink lost for words I look up an I thank
Thank Allah em keeping my faith
Boss up nigga wat do think
My pockets stay fill up like a tank
All my hitters are deep in this game
Jump high don't need no trampling
Bounce back I was made from the streets
Pull up but I ain't pulling up deep
Cross over you ain't cross up me
Don't take nothing u dead in the streets
U dog barking at the wrong tree
Plenty of problems when u run into me
Vegetarian so I don't have no beef
Case closed when u leave up to me
Sacrifice a lot for the streets
A lot of cases I was fighting be free
Talk crazy can't be talking to me
Hard head I young and had dreams
Work hard now making this cheese
Living life like this is a dream
Come correct when u coming for me
Can't stand when we play as a team
No pawns yea we all are kings
Keep acting like U niggas can't read
Caution bet you know what that means.
Bodies dropping yea all in the streets
Main person they are the police
Clap back we bring that heat
I want smoke an em smokin OG
Laid back while i kick up my feet
Getting money you don know wat I mean
Boss up .............
Not the only one getting this green
From the hood you do wat u please
Make money or go to the league
Make bail now back on your feet
Now you posted pics All on IG
Whop whop now here comes the police
Sacrifice an I did
Sacrifice to go get
Now we bagging up these rich
Why they all in my business
Yea we balling off the hinges
Niggas talking they can get it
Trap or die an em in it
Sacrifice an I did
Sacrifice to go get
Now we bagging up these rich
Why they all in my business
Yea we balling off the hinges
Niggas talking they can get it
Watch ya step don slip
Pop pop pop that's my hitter
Moving weight can't leave it alone
Money coming inn Em blowing that strong
Play with them bags so u know wat em on
Gud gas met my plug on my on
Nigga cant say that he Put me on
Money coming keep me drippin
That's why i'm balling off the hinges
Blue hundred that's the mission
Speeding off keep ya distance
Better mind ya business
Em Ray Charles I see these digits
Case closed Em an end it
Got them clean up the kitchen
Can't speak no witness
Niggas coming up missing
Can't lose no business
Back door take the trash out
1 call speak Spanish now
Uno Mas yea em taking them out
It's lit ya I'm Str8 from south
Rock star ya We party all night
Pop wheelie we pop on a bike
4 wheeler ya we living that life
Nigga woo shit they go them light
Speed off get left at the light
Y'all know when we riding them bikes
Watch out when you hearing these plies
I ain't seeing no ticket tonight
F*ck them they'll be alright
Boss up I'm flexing all night
Got that bag I'm gon blow tonight
Got bitch u gon suck on right
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Sacrifice and em toting thang organization
My folk they know what I mean full moon
Energy in my vines lift the dragon foot 6 on that thang
Spit knowledge the streets not the same
But I can't let them get to my brain
Em fully loaded that hate wen they can't
Never getting hungry gon get this cake
Sweet tooth so em gon chase like the bank
So much pain I inhale wen I drink lost for words I look up an I thank
Thank Allah em keeping my faith
Boss up nigga wat do think
My pockets stay fill up like a tank
All my hitters are deep in this game
Jump high don't need no trampling
Bounce back I was made from the streets
Pull up but I ain't pulling up deep
Cross over you ain't cross up me
Don't take nothing u dead in the streets
U dog barking at the wrong tree
Plenty of problems when u run into me
Vegetarian so I don't have no beef
Case closed when u leave up to me
Sacrifice a lot for the streets
A lot of cases I was fighting be free
Talk crazy can't be talking to me
Hard head I young and had dreams
Work hard now making this cheese
Living life like this is a dream
Come correct when u coming for me
Can't stand when we play as a team
No pawns yea we all are kings
Keep acting like U niggas can't read
Caution bet you know what that means.
Bodies dropping yea all in the streets
Main person they are the police
Clap back we bring that heat
I want smoke an em smokin OG
Laid back while i kick up my feet
Getting money you don know wat I mean
Boss up .............
Not the only one getting this green
From the hood you do wat u please
Make money or go to the league
Make bail now back on your feet
Now you posted pics All on IG
Whop whop now here comes the police
Sacrifice an I did
Sacrifice to go get
Now we bagging up these rich
Why they all in my business
Yea we balling off the hinges
Niggas talking they can get it
Trap or die an em in it
Sacrifice an I did
Sacrifice to go get
Now we bagging up these rich
Why they all in my business
Yea we balling off the hinges
Niggas talking they can get it
Watch ya step don slip
Pop pop pop that's my hitter
Moving weight can't leave it alone
Money coming inn Em blowing that strong
Play with them bags so u know wat em on
Gud gas met my plug on my on
Nigga cant say that he Put me on
Money coming keep me drippin
That's why i'm balling off the hinges
Blue hundred that's the mission
Speeding off keep ya distance
Better mind ya business
Em Ray Charles I see these digits
Case closed Em an end it
Got them clean up the kitchen
Can't speak no witness
Niggas coming up missing
Can't lose no business
Back door take the trash out
1 call speak Spanish now
Uno Mas yea em taking them out
It's lit ya I'm Str8 from south
Rock star ya We party all night
Pop wheelie we pop on a bike
4 wheeler ya we living that life
Nigga woo shit they go them light
Speed off get left at the light
Y'all know when we riding them bikes
Watch out when you hearing these plies
I ain't seeing no ticket tonight
F*ck them they'll be alright
Boss up I'm flexing all night
Got that bag I'm gon blow tonight
Got bitch u gon suck on right
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Writer: MALCOLM SMART
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Performed By: Bo$$man Bo$$man
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: MALCOLM SMART
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