Lyrics
This is real life
Told her I won't fuck again
I still might
Once you get some power
Do whatever that you feel like
But once they done with you
Screaming hang that nigga
Hang that nigga
Screaming hang that nigga
Dead bodies
They swingin
They swingin
They swingin
Screaming hang that nigga
This the soul of
Cole, Kendrick, Nas
They'll give you the fame
And let your whole image die
Oh you thought that shit was yours
I never thought that shit was mine
Oh you thought that bitch was yours
I never thought that bitch was mine
Of course I'm from the trenches
Shit you know I want to get fly
The drugs in my environment
Of course I want to get high
Of course it's hard to live
When all you see is niggas die
You either make it rapping
Or you court-side with Lebron
Well let's go get these VV's
Might go Patek
Might go AP
Rollie when they see me
Might go LV
Might go CC
Mix it with the GG
Her location say Miami
But she live in DC
She gone clean it up for daddy
I know she a neat freak
We try hide our insecurities
So we cover it with
Bad bitches and jewelry
Who knew that I'd get rich
Cuz they record me
And this for all the days
That they ignored me
We just want to be someone Yea
And you just want to be someone too
And I just want to be someone too
Said we just want to be someone too
This is real life
Told her I won't fuck again
I still might
Once you get some power
Do whatever that you feel like
But once they done with you
Screaming hang that nigga
Hang that nigga
Screaming hang that nigga
Dead bodies
They swingin
They swingin
They swingin
Screaming hang that nigga
They trying to tell you
It's another way
But tell me what a nigga suppose to do
He go the other way
You been working double
To pay the bills
Trying to get ya money straight
Told me that it's demons in this game
I'm trying to navigate
But I guess you have to pick ya poison
Ain't no happy place
Nine to five
How ya day off
Is your saddest day
At the bottom
Somehow it feel like
That shit just gravitate
The worse shit
Oh it feel so good
When the percs hit
Looking at the moon
Like damn
We don't have the same life
They assume
How I'm supposed to beat the game
When they done made the rules
When they know all the plays
And they got all the queues
Can't walk inside my shoes
Not a mile huh
I'm looking back on life
It's been a wild one
Hoping to get my dog
A half a ticket
When his trial done
Hoping that these youngins
Beat the system
Cuz it's a foul one
Plenty nights I cried
They ask me
Where I get my style from
Yea
This is real life
Told her I won't fuck again
I still might
Once you get some power
Do whatever that you feel like
But once they done with you
Screaming hang that nigga
Hang that nigga
Screaming hang that nigga
Dead bodies
They swingin
They swingin
They swingin
Screaming hang that nigga
WRITERS
Andrew Howard
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid
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