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Way Too Real Video (MV)




Performed By: Ricky B Da Lefty
Length: 3:11
Written by: Ricky Bonner




Ricky B Da Lefty - Way Too Real Lyrics




Regardless of what I do
I keep chasing that bag
Came up good after being down bad
I was having dreams in that bitch im goin fast
I aint never give a f*ck im real im goin last
Remember I was broke I wasnt ballin
And she aint want me then she wasnt callin
I cant surround myself with fake because im way too real
And its hard to talk about some feelings I cant feel

See me on my feet I brought racks in
Now look at all these bitches im attracting
I aint ask for no handouts I made it happen
I know they hear me in these streets I started rappin
Told my niggas meet me at the cross roads
Imma blow this money I aint saving
Put em under pressure watch em all fold
I told my closest niggas I aint changing
Im tired cus I been in this bitch for hours
Damn near pulled a hamstring tryna catch up to that bag
Im running wit a dollar and a dream thats all I had
And when I get that ticket I aint tryna read no tags
My loyalty goin last
Coolin like it was nothin im ballin im chasing money
Showed em I really want it
Centipede im still a hunnit
Turning nothing to somthin yea
And I get real defensive you cant ball on me
If I cant help my family its goin fall on me
So they know if they need me they could call on me
And I know I cant tell my niggas everything
Because that shit might turn into a casualty

Regardless of what I do
I keep chasing that bag
Came up good after being down bad
I was having dreams in that bitch im goin fast
I aint never give a f*ck im real im goin last
Remember I was broke I wasnt ballin
And she aint want me then she wasnt callin
I cant surround myself with fake because im way too real
And its hard to talk about some feelings I cant feel

See me on my feet I brought racks in
Now look at all these bitches im attracting
I aint ask for no handouts I made it happen
I know they hear me in these streets I started rappin
Told my niggas meet me at the cross roads
Imma blow this money I aint saving
Put em under pressure watch em all fold
I told my closest niggas I aint changing
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Regardless of what I do
I keep chasing that bag
Came up good after being down bad
I was having dreams in that bitch im goin fast
I aint never give a f*ck im real im goin last
Remember I was broke I wasnt ballin
And she aint want me then she wasnt callin
I cant surround myself with fake because im way too real
And its hard to talk about some feelings I cant feel

See me on my feet I brought racks in
Now look at all these bitches im attracting
I aint ask for no handouts I made it happen
I know they hear me in these streets I started rappin
Told my niggas meet me at the cross roads
Imma blow this money I aint saving
Put em under pressure watch em all fold
I told my closest niggas I aint changing
Im tired cus I been in this bitch for hours
Damn near pulled a hamstring tryna catch up to that bag
Im running wit a dollar and a dream thats all I had
And when I get that ticket I aint tryna read no tags
My loyalty goin last
Coolin like it was nothin im ballin im chasing money
Showed em I really want it
Centipede im still a hunnit
Turning nothing to somthin yea
And I get real defensive you cant ball on me
If I cant help my family its goin fall on me
So they know if they need me they could call on me
And I know I cant tell my niggas everything
Because that shit might turn into a casualty

Regardless of what I do
I keep chasing that bag
Came up good after being down bad
I was having dreams in that bitch im goin fast
I aint never give a f*ck im real im goin last
Remember I was broke I wasnt ballin
And she aint want me then she wasnt callin
I cant surround myself with fake because im way too real
And its hard to talk about some feelings I cant feel

See me on my feet I brought racks in
Now look at all these bitches im attracting
I aint ask for no handouts I made it happen
I know they hear me in these streets I started rappin
Told my niggas meet me at the cross roads
Imma blow this money I aint saving
Put em under pressure watch em all fold
I told my closest niggas I aint changing
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Writer: Ricky Bonner
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