lirik lagu peezy - something real
[chorus: kevin gates]
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all i ever wanted to be was something real
out in the mud we had to get it how we lived
i want mansions, i want cribs private islands on the pier
pullin up big body benz gettin’ head grip on the steer
i want diamonds in my crib, round my neck and in my ear
i will die and i will k!ll, don’t believe the sh~t you hear
[verse 1: peezy]
me and [?] ride stupid [?]
while these lil dumb n~ggas doing the most
wake up thinking bout coupes and boats
while these lame’s hustlin’ for shoes and clothes
pool party with a group of hoes, ain’t love a n~gga so i’m running with them
detroit, yeah i run the city, could talk my sh~t, but i’m humble n~gga
money talks, stop mumbling n~gga
cost 5k for 1 pint of purp
30 bags will get you a pound of cookie, you just hit my line while you tryna work
bad b~tch work at ace of spades, imma f~ck her once, then it’s time to go
say the early bird get the warm first, while you n~ggas sleep i’m wide awoke
[chorus: kevin gates]
all i ever wanted to be was something real
out in the mud we had to get it how we lived
i want mansions, i want cribs private islands on the pier
pullin up big body benz gettin’ head grip on the steer
i want diamonds in my crib, round my neck and in my ear
i will die and i will k!ll, don’t believe the sh~t you hear
[verse 2: peezy]
they drag a n~gga name through the mud, used to call me all type of sh~t
couldn’t even find a ride to the club
no car no bike or sh~t, none of these hoes was showing up
i thought i wasn’t any type of sh~t
three months after proing up, popped up with all type of sh~t
first roli bought a plane jane
second roli, had to ice the b~tch
first chain was a jesus piece
second chain was a trifle b~tch
third chain was the dog tags
wearing all black so the lights can hit me
just grabbed the dope on the way
[?]
[chorus: kevin gates]
all i ever wanted to be was something real
out in the mud we had to get it how we lived
i want mansions, i want cribs private islands on the pier
pullin up big body benz gettin’ head grip on the steer
i want diamonds in my crib, round my neck and in my ear
i will die and i will k!ll, don’t believe the sh~t you hear
[verse 3: peezy]
how you getting money and you still [?]
how your b~tch [?] but she still cheating
[?] got it real cheap, 20 bands on a [?]
[?] hit me up, coming through [?]
[?] bairly making ends meet
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?] life
wanna make my family happy
[?] bands n~gga
third [?]
[chorus: kevin gates]
all i ever wanted to be was something real
[?] get it how we lived
i want mantions, i want [?] private islands [?]
big body benz [?]
i want diamonds in my crib, round my neck and in my ear
i will die and i will k!ll, don’t believe the sh~t you hear
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