Is you riding for real or it's fake
D's on my body bitch i got to skate
Bitch I'm a rapper i still sell 8ths
My life like a game bitch I just make plays
Momma told me all them niggas fake
My dumbass I ain't wanna listen
Free my brothers who locked in the prison
And they sitting they don't got no conviction
Do you know how that feel
I gotta grinch just to get a meal
If i broke nigga i'ma steal
Praying to god I told em take the wheel
I'm making plays when I'm in the Field
I keep the smith nigga like I'm will
I'm getting High when I'm in my feels
They talk on bro now I'm tryna drill
I paint a picture some like a artist
Yeah he could run but bullets go the farthest
I'm hella happy cause I hit my target
Brand new G i like how this shit work
Opp Thot she put the knock in her purse
Yeah you could up it I'ma up it first
Shit won't stop till he dead in the hearse
R.i.P kal I'm blazing for the church
They killed my mans and that really hurt
All them times I can't get back
Like f*ck that shit wack
Like we ain't get to that track
Hung up the phone I said I'll call you back
That's enough I'ma leave it at that
I really drill don't care about rap
If you smoke on my mans I turn you to a pack
( like WORDA my DEADS )
Is you riding for real or it's fake
D's on my body bitch i got to skate
Bitch I'm a rapper i still sell 8ths
My life like a game bitch I just make plays
Momma told me all them niggas fake
My dumbass I ain't wanna listen
Free my brothers who locked in the prison
And they sitting they don't got no conviction
Do you know how that feel
I gotta grinch just to get a meal
If i broke nigga i'ma steal
Praying to god I told em take the wheel
I'm making plays when I'm in the Field
I keep the smith nigga like I'm will
If you smoke on my mans i Turn you to a pack
Like know i know what's real and what's is fake all these niggas is fake
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Is you riding for real or it's fake
D's on my body bitch i got to skate
Bitch I'm a rapper i still sell 8ths
My life like a game bitch I just make plays
Momma told me all them niggas fake
My dumbass I ain't wanna listen
Free my brothers who locked in the prison
And they sitting they don't got no conviction
Do you know how that feel
I gotta grinch just to get a meal
If i broke nigga i'ma steal
Praying to god I told em take the wheel
I'm making plays when I'm in the Field
I keep the smith nigga like I'm will
I'm getting High when I'm in my feels
They talk on bro now I'm tryna drill
I paint a picture some like a artist
Yeah he could run but bullets go the farthest
I'm hella happy cause I hit my target
Brand new G i like how this shit work
Opp Thot she put the knock in her purse
Yeah you could up it I'ma up it first
Shit won't stop till he dead in the hearse
R.i.P kal I'm blazing for the church
They killed my mans and that really hurt
All them times I can't get back
Like f*ck that shit wack
Like we ain't get to that track
Hung up the phone I said I'll call you back
That's enough I'ma leave it at that
I really drill don't care about rap
If you smoke on my mans I turn you to a pack
( like WORDA my DEADS )
Is you riding for real or it's fake
D's on my body bitch i got to skate
Bitch I'm a rapper i still sell 8ths
My life like a game bitch I just make plays
Momma told me all them niggas fake
My dumbass I ain't wanna listen
Free my brothers who locked in the prison
And they sitting they don't got no conviction
Do you know how that feel
I gotta grinch just to get a meal
If i broke nigga i'ma steal
Praying to god I told em take the wheel
I'm making plays when I'm in the Field
I keep the smith nigga like I'm will
If you smoke on my mans i Turn you to a pack
Like know i know what's real and what's is fake all these niggas is fake
D's on my body bitch i got to skate
Bitch I'm a rapper i still sell 8ths
My life like a game bitch I just make plays
Momma told me all them niggas fake
My dumbass I ain't wanna listen
Free my brothers who locked in the prison
And they sitting they don't got no conviction
Do you know how that feel
I gotta grinch just to get a meal
If i broke nigga i'ma steal
Praying to god I told em take the wheel
I'm making plays when I'm in the Field
I keep the smith nigga like I'm will
I'm getting High when I'm in my feels
They talk on bro now I'm tryna drill
I paint a picture some like a artist
Yeah he could run but bullets go the farthest
I'm hella happy cause I hit my target
Brand new G i like how this shit work
Opp Thot she put the knock in her purse
Yeah you could up it I'ma up it first
Shit won't stop till he dead in the hearse
R.i.P kal I'm blazing for the church
They killed my mans and that really hurt
All them times I can't get back
Like f*ck that shit wack
Like we ain't get to that track
Hung up the phone I said I'll call you back
That's enough I'ma leave it at that
I really drill don't care about rap
If you smoke on my mans I turn you to a pack
( like WORDA my DEADS )
Is you riding for real or it's fake
D's on my body bitch i got to skate
Bitch I'm a rapper i still sell 8ths
My life like a game bitch I just make plays
Momma told me all them niggas fake
My dumbass I ain't wanna listen
Free my brothers who locked in the prison
And they sitting they don't got no conviction
Do you know how that feel
I gotta grinch just to get a meal
If i broke nigga i'ma steal
Praying to god I told em take the wheel
I'm making plays when I'm in the Field
I keep the smith nigga like I'm will
If you smoke on my mans i Turn you to a pack
Like know i know what's real and what's is fake all these niggas is fake
Writer: Melachi Miller
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