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Artiste : Rylo Rodriguez
Titre : Real
Wishin´ I could erase what we´ve been through
Wish that I could erase me hurtin´ you
Wish me fuckin´ these hoes made me forget you (Damn, Kai you goin´ crazy)
Wishin´ I´d get us all out the ghetto

These rap niggas can´t see me thought they my sons, yeah, I´m a deadbeat
Pretty lil´ thing, tried to scoop her, got fed say he miss his bed sheets
Toronto vibe, she don´t care if I don´t put my dick in ´cause she a head freak
She go bed with the dick in her mouth, call her sleepy head, she had the best sleep

Studio with all the lights off
I´m the same nigga when the mic off
Same nigga wanna take the lights off
I know that Trump still in the white house
I´m hood dreamin´, codeine in my bloodstream had me aggravated
I lost a lot of friends, when they die, tell my mama bury me with a navigation (I´ma find them)
On the road to riches, I jumped off the exit for some niggas I love

I almost OD´d off them Xans, I was thinking ´bout killin´ myself
Made a bond with another nigga bitch even though it was time to bail (It was time to bail)
When it´s his bday when I take money down to the county jail (Yeah)
Wanna go overseas, I ain´t no felon
You still a rat if you thought ´bout tellin´
Palm angles 2k let´s walk by heaven (Yeah)
Percocet and the Addy (Yeah)
Misery loves company, my old ho sent the addy (Do that)
Crushed diamond emeralds on me, I don´t know how it happened
Drop a car but you can´t post it, ´cause you don´t wanna get caught lackin´
They told me money would fix everything (They lied)

I dropped some tears on a hundred grand (I cried)
So you sayin´ I´m supposed to stack this paper up, just for you to fuck it up, for you to say I´m real?
I really do not care ´bout RP´s or roxies
I just pray lil jojo get appeal (Woah, woah, woah)
I know lot of niggas wasn´t really with me, I seen they crooked smiles
But this love for ´em, I wanted to give ´em veneers
I hold my money, you gotta L , you just had a year, so what you crying ´bout?
They ain´t want me to spike the ball, I bought two Rollies and now I got time out
Fuck me up, I couldn´t help Dave, I seen him on the curb dying now

Wishin´ I could erase what we´ve been through
Wish that I could erase me hurtin´ you
Wish me fuckin´ these hoes made me forget you
Wishin´ I´d get us all out the ghetto
These rap niggas can´t see me thought they my sons, yeah, I´m a deadbeat
Pretty lil´ thing, tried to scoop her, got fed time say he miss his bed sheets
Toronto vibe, she don´t care if I don´t put my dick in ´cause she a head freak
She go bed with the dick in her mouth, call her sleepy head, she had the best sleep

Seven days in the trap, he don´t want me to say it, he was goin´ crazy
I know a Blood who scam, he don´t wanna leave the bank, he be goin´ brazy
Said he ´bout to see me on the Gram, hol´ up

He must not rap no more, it´s bigger than that, trust me
My spine hurts, ´cause I gave back so much, my niggas crutches
Niggas´ll tell, Cut my watch with an axe, only way my time get cutted
Digital scales, once your ten is a nine, you´ll die end up in custody
Think ´bout the Rolls Royce, we used to walk for hours (We talking ´bout that)
Now we quit the job and we pray we get off first
I´m real life rapping ´bout money even though I went got me some
Lot of these niggas OG´s rats in the city we from
Twenty-one pairs of Diors, I buy ´em like they Dions
I know a gangsta who went to jail and got treated like a peon

Writin´ free my niggas on my banner, I´m in Off-White coats
I know a trapper, he won´t never buy designer, he got off-white coke
She want me to cuff her, made her fuck my brother, beat her to it, she couldn´t even clap it on me
Got a FaceTime with James Harden, he motivate me to always keep a rocket on me
I´m workin´ harder on vacation, my niggas died on home invasions
Got a pistol with me on probation, money orders, no visitations
I´m grown, I´m still a project baby
Free lunch at the recreation, yeah
Sorry grandma I ain´t graduate, who the hell cares
I know niggas who got diplomas sittin´ in jail cells

Cartier, eight hundred for a pair, I broke three of ´em in a year span
Now they book me, I came a long way from standin´ in line waitin´ on a wrist band

Wishin´ I could erase what we´ve been through
Wish that I could erase me hurtin´ you
Wish me fuckin´ these hoes made me forget you
Wishin´ I´d get us all out the ghetto
These rap niggas can´t see me thought they my sons, yeah, I´m a deadbeat
Pretty lil´ thing, tried to scoop her, got fed time say he miss his bed sheets
Toronto vibe, she don´t care if I don´t put my dick in ´cause she a head freak
She go bed with the dick in her mouth, call her sleepy head, she had the best sleep