lirik lagu nyc dj - the real
the real lyrics
[verse 1]
(you know what i told her bro?)
look
i told her
it’s cash rules
like word to my tattoos
i’m getting fast money fast
like it’s fast food
getting to a bag
you never catch me in a bad mood
but never disrespect me and compare me to ya last dude
(why would you do that?)
but you probably couldn’t keep me
i’m the catch baby (i’m the catch)
you know it’s litty over here
i’m like a match baby (i’m like a match)
racks in the stash and it double
cause this batch paid me double (double)
double for her troubles
touching on her bubble
tryna dig in like a shovel (shovel)
why is it we always еnd up f~ckin’ when we cuddle
i clutch a glock 9 and this nina gon’ rеb~ttal
if i use all three rounds imma take w
they all trynna drill rap
they know they can’t fwu
you know where ya sk!lls at
it’s up n it’s stuck wichu (stuck)
talking to the mirror trynna get my mind right
sometimes i be high
higher than the skies height
and you saying you a dime right?
but can you stay 10 toes
my last 10 tend to fold
like i wifed 10 hoes
buggin’ (buggin’)
i ain’t insecure i’m dtb
can’t put my trust in
snakes forever lurking in these streets
i’m not with nothing
plenty enemies i must defeat
it’s no discussion (right)
trust could get you k!lled (right)
two paths in this world we could destroy
or we could build
in a room full of fakes i’m just giving you the real like
i’m really really not one of them you gotta chill (for real)
like i’m really really not one of them you gotta chill
(you gotta chill)x3
[verse 2]
signed to myself
i ain’t worried bout a deal
i ain’t ask for no help
imma get it out the field
i’m big nyc
i ain’t worried bout a meal
trynna scam uncle sam
rip to uncle phil
quick to get her cancelled
if she just another a bill
and if her n~gga acting crazy
get em popped like he a pill (you could get popped stop it)
it’s nothing i can’t handle
god got me for real
sh~t get litty like a candle
red wax won’t spill
this that other stuff
what the f~ck
got the spot jumpin’
like it’s double dutch
if it’s one thing i know bout this money is i run it up
stupid lil dummy
can’t get it from me
i’m coming up
nyc dj drop a track
and now the summer up (and now the summer up)
i flipped a pack and made it back
and then it doubled up (and then it doubled up)
stacks in a stash
i secure the bag i’m running up (it was running up)
and it was something like a baby in the cradle
don’t know how to deal with pain
but life so painful
i grew up with no cable
but thankful they was able
feelings is for fems
mine get swept under the table
them bullets they was fatal
turned my homie to a angel
sometimes it’s not about the sh~t i did
it’s what i ain’t do (what i ain’t do)
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