I Play My Game, Bring It
• Written by RealHomie
Guess what guys
There is nobody who tries
As hard as I fucking do
Cuz what I been through
Taught me, do not give up, do not fall down
Even if I have to leave my hometown
I will, to be who I am
Damn
You never understood
Why I represented our hood
No matter where I fucking go
No matter how many bad punches they throw
I claim our hometown, see
The reason I know who I be
Is because I kicked it tough on the east side
Even in this city, I ride
My way
All day every day
I claim small town kid, don't you know
That even if I am not choosing to go
Back right now, there's a fucking reason
I don't get it, how do my homies spend every fucking season
There, fucking stuck
Fool it's not luck
That I managed to leave
I took control, told myself to believe
Even when I was locked in a cell
I told myself I would make it through this hell.
And now, after doing time
For a fucked up crime
I decided to move here
Cuz what is there to fear
I decided to live life my way
I will bang
And I will hang
Until the day I die
I stay true
To my home, cuz that's just what I do.
Damn I am who I am
Cuz I do what I do
And stay up, and stay true
To the fools who were there, who been through
WHat I have, cuz every day
I walk my way
Do me
Be free
I stand my every homie
And demand every hater fucking blow me
I stand by my homies cuz they taught me love
I cry for the bitches who can't rise above
The lies and the hate
Put on their plate
Cuz I bang, I hang, I hustle, I true
And at night I do not cry
I feel
I am real
Original gangster
Banging east side
For the whole fucking ride
Doing my time
For my crime
Cuz I take my charges and don't fucking talk, don't snitch
If you can't handle me, then take a fucking walik bitch
I got a mean attitude
I don't hesitate, to be cold, be rude
Cuz I'm loyal
Original gangster, royal
I ain't scared
I am prepared
For what I will face tomorrow
I can't fall down under the weight of your sorrow
I cannot cry
For every friend that made the decisiohn to lie
Down like a whipped chihuaha having a nightmare
I cannot care
About someone who chooses to scream
When their life is a dream
I am living a nightmare, but I don't cry about it
Cuz the shit
I have seen, is fucking cool
If you don't want my life, your a fucking fool
I got a handle on my life
And a handle on my knife
I ain't got the scars on my fists
From sitting on my ass feeling pissed
I won't hesitate to fucking swing
Go ahead homie, bring it on
Cuz my homies, they ain't gone
There right here
And they will teach you the real meaning of fear.
Don't belive what I'm saying?
Keep talking shit fool, I ain't playing.
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RealHomie
Member since January 31 2017