Life too real for me to be out here bluffin
Niggas keep on dissin, I don't hear nothin
I pour lean inside my cup, that's the reason
That I'm clutchin
I been paranoid since 15, but I ain't out here
Fearin' nothin
I know that they want me dead
I know they
On my head I know I'm gon' take me a nigga with me
Or I'm goin' fed I don't color bang my bitch red, my Glock
Beam red Any nigga dis on my cousin, end or dead
I done had enough of this, done had enough of this
Everybody fakin' on IG, actin' tough and shit
All my family crip, my cousin crip, my brother blood and shit
We all know what come with the street, lil' nigga, so ain't no runnin' me
Y'all claimin' bodies, y'all know y'all ain't do, we know who done that shit
And Beezy ain't wanna fight in jail, I would've punished jit
And I ain't dissin, I'm just speakin' real, so y'all don't fall with that
And all them niggas dick ridin' the county, so I ain't jackin' that
Mmm, yeah, mmm, yeah I'm too f*ckin' real to be inside the f*ckin
Industry I'ma die in jail and live in hell from drillin
In the street I know they gon' come and get a nigga once
I give out three I got motion, I can put these hoes inside
The B&B I got motion, I could buy your ass a fitted
T My brother has know everything, but never see
Him drinkin' tea And they'll never catch me Slipping, nigga
Keep that blick on me
And I'll pay for that, I'm my mama, nigga
I ain't stressin' or nothin, I'll sit back and I'll Pay for that
F*ck nigga, best believe
All you niggas think y'all know a nigga, bitch, You don't know shit
Yeah, I'll pay for that shit
I ain't even gotta pay niggas know
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Life too real for me to be out here bluffin
Niggas keep on dissin, I don't hear nothin
I pour lean inside my cup, that's the reason
That I'm clutchin
I been paranoid since 15, but I ain't out here
Fearin' nothin
I know that they want me dead
I know they
On my head I know I'm gon' take me a nigga with me
Or I'm goin' fed I don't color bang my bitch red, my Glock
Beam red Any nigga dis on my cousin, end or dead
I done had enough of this, done had enough of this
Everybody fakin' on IG, actin' tough and shit
All my family crip, my cousin crip, my brother blood and shit
We all know what come with the street, lil' nigga, so ain't no runnin' me
Y'all claimin' bodies, y'all know y'all ain't do, we know who done that shit
And Beezy ain't wanna fight in jail, I would've punished jit
And I ain't dissin, I'm just speakin' real, so y'all don't fall with that
And all them niggas dick ridin' the county, so I ain't jackin' that
Mmm, yeah, mmm, yeah I'm too f*ckin' real to be inside the f*ckin
Industry I'ma die in jail and live in hell from drillin
In the street I know they gon' come and get a nigga once
I give out three I got motion, I can put these hoes inside
The B&B I got motion, I could buy your ass a fitted
T My brother has know everything, but never see
Him drinkin' tea And they'll never catch me Slipping, nigga
Keep that blick on me
And I'll pay for that, I'm my mama, nigga
I ain't stressin' or nothin, I'll sit back and I'll Pay for that
F*ck nigga, best believe
All you niggas think y'all know a nigga, bitch, You don't know shit
Yeah, I'll pay for that shit
I ain't even gotta pay niggas know
Niggas keep on dissin, I don't hear nothin
I pour lean inside my cup, that's the reason
That I'm clutchin
I been paranoid since 15, but I ain't out here
Fearin' nothin
I know that they want me dead
I know they
On my head I know I'm gon' take me a nigga with me
Or I'm goin' fed I don't color bang my bitch red, my Glock
Beam red Any nigga dis on my cousin, end or dead
I done had enough of this, done had enough of this
Everybody fakin' on IG, actin' tough and shit
All my family crip, my cousin crip, my brother blood and shit
We all know what come with the street, lil' nigga, so ain't no runnin' me
Y'all claimin' bodies, y'all know y'all ain't do, we know who done that shit
And Beezy ain't wanna fight in jail, I would've punished jit
And I ain't dissin, I'm just speakin' real, so y'all don't fall with that
And all them niggas dick ridin' the county, so I ain't jackin' that
Mmm, yeah, mmm, yeah I'm too f*ckin' real to be inside the f*ckin
Industry I'ma die in jail and live in hell from drillin
In the street I know they gon' come and get a nigga once
I give out three I got motion, I can put these hoes inside
The B&B I got motion, I could buy your ass a fitted
T My brother has know everything, but never see
Him drinkin' tea And they'll never catch me Slipping, nigga
Keep that blick on me
And I'll pay for that, I'm my mama, nigga
I ain't stressin' or nothin, I'll sit back and I'll Pay for that
F*ck nigga, best believe
All you niggas think y'all know a nigga, bitch, You don't know shit
Yeah, I'll pay for that shit
I ain't even gotta pay niggas know
Writer: Devon White
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