Ain’t Really Real Mozzy
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[Intro]
(Turn me up, YC)
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)
(Turn me up, ho)
(T-T-T-T-T-Think we found a loop hole)
[Verse 1]
Good ol' days, I remember those
Nigga hardly ever home like Granny lived alone (Yeah)
Now she ain't here, fuck I'm livin' for?
I know she miss me but I miss her more
I feel it in my soul
They only hating 'cause them niggas broke (Fuck 'em)
If you was gangsta, bitch, you wouldn't have spoke
You know you broke the code
It boiled over 'til it broke the stove
And way before I witness murder, seen a ovеrdose (Yeah)
I'm out therе funkin' and it's over bro
It's 'bout some shit that he done did but that's just how it go
Transition is everything, I'm just tryna grow
I know the streets don't really love me, nigga, finally woke (I'm finally woke)
Yeha, the suckas slidin', tryna tell us, "Go" (Tryna tell us, "Go")
Instead of slidin' back, we focused on the homie
Nigga, how is that?
Blood wrote me, I ain't write him back
He shouldn't have bit the hand that fed him, had to bite him back
(Turn me up, YC)
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)
(Turn me up, ho)
(T-T-T-T-T-Think we found a loop hole)
[Verse 1]
Good ol' days, I remember those
Nigga hardly ever home like Granny lived alone (Yeah)
Now she ain't here, fuck I'm livin' for?
I know she miss me but I miss her more
I feel it in my soul
They only hating 'cause them niggas broke (Fuck 'em)
If you was gangsta, bitch, you wouldn't have spoke
You know you broke the code
It boiled over 'til it broke the stove
And way before I witness murder, seen a ovеrdose (Yeah)
I'm out therе funkin' and it's over bro
It's 'bout some shit that he done did but that's just how it go
Transition is everything, I'm just tryna grow
I know the streets don't really love me, nigga, finally woke (I'm finally woke)
Yeha, the suckas slidin', tryna tell us, "Go" (Tryna tell us, "Go")
Instead of slidin' back, we focused on the homie
Nigga, how is that?
Blood wrote me, I ain't write him back
He shouldn't have bit the hand that fed him, had to bite him back
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