lirik lagu lil ske - real life
real life
hook
this real life
i ain’t bout to keep worrying bout no d~pe guns and money
i ain’t finna tell ya how i got the dump
i rather tell ya how i came from nothing
turn my nothing into something
a hundred thousand ain’t no money
i got the sh~t up in my jewelry
my bracelet fifty pointers
they wake up asking me for money
they don’t even ask me how my day go
luxury cars and fast sh~t
big h~llcat, durango
how we sliding through the city n~gga
name a hood we can’t go
and i ain’t pulling over, bc i got switc~es and a bankroll
i got two feet in the rap game now
i want this sh~t, i’m hungry
verse
it hurt me deep, but i had to
when i cut off my homie
can’t trust a soul, just clutch my pole
ill rock out by my lonely
and i don’t want no h~es, i think smart
can’t put no b~tches on mе
can’t take everybody to thе top with me
just the ones posted on the block with me
if you never ever shot no glock with me
have you ever spinned on an opp with me
if ya never ever gave me a drop n~gga
like ske yeah he a little hot n~gga
cuz and quae, yeah they done popped n~ggas
we ain’t have no car, in a box n~gga
yeah them labels better come right
cuz im worth a half a ticket
hundred thousand on my paint
i drop my location on lischey
and if i ain’t posted right there, im in the cayce with my memberz
the ones that come to get you
i ain’t talking bout no pretenders
i got my members back, i holla at bsg like where ya at
finna bump stop the city, we the first straight to attack
my momma passed, they said they sticking by my side
where the f~ck they at
i lost a couple of my guys and hurt a side
i can’t get em back
we getting endless money, i ain’t running out
this sh~t will never end
no more jail calls, he be home soon
lil fredo, that’s my twin
racing big body benz, on the interstate
im trying to do that again
i know these n~ggas hate
its f~cked up, i’m trying to help all of us win
this a carti on my wrist, this ain’t a g~shock
balenciaga runners, ain’t no reeboks
i like the way that kj let the beat knock
play with zay or j. cole, then my heat c~cked
i spot em got em, then i let my beat box…p~ssy
this real life
i ain’t bout to keep worrying bout no d~pe guns and money
i ain’t finna tell ya how i got the dump
i rather tell ya how i came from nothing
turn my nothing into something
a hundred thousand ain’t no money
i got the sh~t up in my jewelry
my bracelet fifty pointers
they wake up asking me for money
they don’t even ask me how my day go
luxury cars and fast sh~t
big h~llcat, durango
how we sliding through the city n~gga
name a hood we can’t go
and i ain’t pulling over, bc i got switc~es and a bankroll
i got two feet in the rap game now
i want this sh~t, i’m hungry
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