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- A'ight, I'mma get straight to the point. No copy paste, just keep it real when you rap mane. Cuz it's all about the game, the fame and the hoes. But you should realize some people ain't even got clothes. You look so up, so far, and when you can't reach it you go to the bar. Got my point ?That's what you do when you ain't got a life, dig the shit and get a real wife. This my first song, i saw many bitches without a thong, just another freestyle, my old style, west coast, what i like most. Real rappers, real niggas, straight outta ghetto, you live rich style "bitch hello !"welcome the real world, you just got in the trap like a bird, people harrasing you with comments, cuz you so gucci, calling you a pussy cuz you never reached anything but that homegirl named luci, bet you paid her, for your shit, i know that dont lie to my face, or else i'll hit you like a tennis game, and I'll get an "ACE ".I'm just another white boy, but I don't go for my joy, I move when my heart speaks, and when its out, that's what i spit. I ain't reach anything, just what i need, what i see, thats what i rap, i keep it real g'. And I ain't stoppin', fuck any hater that's on the comment gon' come poppin'. With "wassup you shit so whack, dog you better step back ",i never listend to such thing, i just go and earn the ring, cuz this life is a doll, when you pass run or pay the toll !No second chance, just like when with the girl you love you dance, another step up, fuck the nigga that talks about wassup ?you suck you ain't even earn a buck, i got the money the living and the bitches, my bitch so cool she cleans the kitchen. Shit looks so bad for the first, but its just like some water when you got thirst. That's what's goood, that's what you should, do when a nigga shows, acts so tough but hit him with a straight comment like "you ain't got shoes "hit the gas, drop the bass and earn the crowd's mass when it goes wild, one chance, one dream, it's all good you earn or in hell you burn.Hah, I'm tryna rap. This my first type, I don't need any of you to clap. I saw my life getting destroyed, by pussy cats and bitches just like when you put the gas to boil for a innocent boy to kill, for nothing but people are ill. People smoke weed, no fucks given about you cuz the only thing they think about is their "heaven ".BULLSHIT, is all i see no comments stolen that's just how i'm gonna be, im gonna rap and i'm gonna keep it real, cuz a guy like me you should know how i feel. I never lied, never stolen, just earned and havign what im ownin, but people just come up to me like hungry dogs, looking for stuff, acting thug. This life is so fucked that you even need to takea joint from a drug dealer tryna get you hooked. Addicted, worst judged and looked by this society, just cuz you calm and you never commited adultery. Or never been the guy that acts so tough, takes your cash laughs and just says "bye ",flexing with his money, earning that honey and then jumps on the stage like he on a cage, rapping about the bitch he fucked just so he proves for sex good his age, just turn a new page. Live what you stand for, fuck any guy that acts hardcore. Just know one thing, this life is about a ring. The shit you earned, the shit you get, the shit you do, when you a nigga tryna get into a set. Tryna get into the game, its all about fame. Right now, nothing else to say but follow the flow. I don't give a fuck, about a like i can fuck you for one buck. How my homies act and look, how these bitches on the street hook. How these slangers the crack they cook. Shit just fucks you up, tell you to try one whiskey cup, nothing is wassup.
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