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SoloH - REALTALK Lyrics



SoloH - REALTALK Lyrics
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We was active with them graft phones nokky or the zanco had that smartphone pingin' that was for the snap though white rock chillin' in a bando
We was out up an down graftin' for them bank notes feds need informants that is a fact though
Sneaky little piggies movin' mad like a sandstorm
If them piggies came to the front we out the back door cos of livin' this life bruddas getting buried in the ground more
Now I changed my life up had enough of these snakes movin' like they're pythons
If you got beef let it go like a bygone move on with your life don't let that get you banged up
Cos you'll be sat in a box regretting rollin' out on a mad one
You could get your body put in a sack with a toy nuttin' like santa
Your bestfriend could have you robbed then have you bankrupt
Us man were in that game nuttin' like Atari now I'm making music
Suttin' like guitarist us man were posted up like we were parking shottin' food back then my mindset was darker Families lose they members then they mourning
Smokin' up bare bud we was like them marleys that bud comin' too sweet smell that gelato
If you try run your mouth then become a target if we can't get to you we're gettin' your dargies
Mostly in a bad mood suttin' like I'm mardy you're gassin' bout a weapon though but you'd never bark it
My city full of p*ssyholes none of them are onit
Little to no action too busy talking setting up that shop though
Suttin' like a market sat up in that bando us manna loved it
Too busy trappin' doe scared away my lover wish I could get her back but that is over
Permanent scars left behind like a marker
Too many regrets but gotta move forward nothin' ain't guaranteed in life
Now I've gotta shape up not talkin' bout a barber never really had relationship with my father
Shank enter flesh then it turn like a car key them man be snitchin'
Talkin to them ralis I could take it on the chin nuttin' have me fallin'
Dad say he love me but he never callin' us man about cash want to be balling
Bare man are too fake suttn like they tarnished that's when they show their true colours like informants
Hopefully a chance for fame when I get my name about thinkin bout a fan base negativity be seepin' out
Cos I gotta start from scratch but I can't leave it now too much material just need to get it out
Got nobody there to help me gotta do it by myself got sick of doing road up and down just for them sales
Got ma bad mindset but still hope I don't fail
If I carried on the way the way I was would I see 30
Chillin' in a bando with a Mossi an it be Turkish
White an the b's they're bunnin' clean but they both dirty up an down that street yeah we might've been servin'
Stopped alla that now manna tryna deter it
Nobody can be perfect
Nobody can't stop me a machine like I been bursting
Every city full of nitties nuttin' but street vermin
Most man are babies in the game like a fetus is
F*ck surviving life I'm defeating it
When it comes to life I ain't a quitter never leaving it
Us man were moving hot suttin' like a fever is
Looks can be killer no deceiving it depends how they percieving it
If the feds bag you with a weapon they be seizing it
Most man ain't ever earning too busy thieving it
I need to stop smoking bud still having a cheeky spliff
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We was active with them graft phones nokky or the zanco had that smartphone pingin' that was for the snap though white rock chillin' in a bando
We was out up an down graftin' for them bank notes feds need informants that is a fact though
Sneaky little piggies movin' mad like a sandstorm
If them piggies came to the front we out the back door cos of livin' this life bruddas getting buried in the ground more
Now I changed my life up had enough of these snakes movin' like they're pythons
If you got beef let it go like a bygone move on with your life don't let that get you banged up
Cos you'll be sat in a box regretting rollin' out on a mad one
You could get your body put in a sack with a toy nuttin' like santa
Your bestfriend could have you robbed then have you bankrupt
Us man were in that game nuttin' like Atari now I'm making music
Suttin' like guitarist us man were posted up like we were parking shottin' food back then my mindset was darker Families lose they members then they mourning
Smokin' up bare bud we was like them marleys that bud comin' too sweet smell that gelato
If you try run your mouth then become a target if we can't get to you we're gettin' your dargies
Mostly in a bad mood suttin' like I'm mardy you're gassin' bout a weapon though but you'd never bark it
My city full of p*ssyholes none of them are onit
Little to no action too busy talking setting up that shop though
Suttin' like a market sat up in that bando us manna loved it
Too busy trappin' doe scared away my lover wish I could get her back but that is over
Permanent scars left behind like a marker
Too many regrets but gotta move forward nothin' ain't guaranteed in life
Now I've gotta shape up not talkin' bout a barber never really had relationship with my father
Shank enter flesh then it turn like a car key them man be snitchin'
Talkin to them ralis I could take it on the chin nuttin' have me fallin'
Dad say he love me but he never callin' us man about cash want to be balling
Bare man are too fake suttn like they tarnished that's when they show their true colours like informants
Hopefully a chance for fame when I get my name about thinkin bout a fan base negativity be seepin' out
Cos I gotta start from scratch but I can't leave it now too much material just need to get it out
Got nobody there to help me gotta do it by myself got sick of doing road up and down just for them sales
Got ma bad mindset but still hope I don't fail
If I carried on the way the way I was would I see 30
Chillin' in a bando with a Mossi an it be Turkish
White an the b's they're bunnin' clean but they both dirty up an down that street yeah we might've been servin'
Stopped alla that now manna tryna deter it
Nobody can be perfect
Nobody can't stop me a machine like I been bursting
Every city full of nitties nuttin' but street vermin
Most man are babies in the game like a fetus is
F*ck surviving life I'm defeating it
When it comes to life I ain't a quitter never leaving it
Us man were moving hot suttin' like a fever is
Looks can be killer no deceiving it depends how they percieving it
If the feds bag you with a weapon they be seizing it
Most man ain't ever earning too busy thieving it
I need to stop smoking bud still having a cheeky spliff
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Writer: Hayden Hardie
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Performed By: SoloH
Language: English
Length: 3:46
Written by: Hayden Hardie

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