Keep it Real YoungBagChasers (Ft. Li Rambo & Ybcdul)

[Intro]
(Josh Coleman)
(Xyn be cookin' up)

[Verse 1: Li Rambo]
If you my dog, man, just keep it real with me
I know some niggas hoppin' out and best believe they'll kill for me
You stabbed me right up in my back, I know that shit is clear to see
I know that paint inked on my arm just like henna, but you can see
I'm really goin' through some pains and shit I can't explain
Brodie hoppin' out that car, tryn' hit him in his brain
And ion even fuck with niggas, I got snaked, that's a shame
I really put my trust in you and you just did the same
I can't believe the shit you did and all the lies you told me
That nigga woofin' on the net, he still ain't come and shoot me
Ain't get that get back for his dog, I know he lost his homie
That pain shit fuckin with my mental like I'm dyin' slowly
If you my dog, like, why the fuck you ain't just keep it real?
Bro hoppin' out that car for real, he just tryn' show him skills
And they don't understand the way how this shit really feel
Had a agreement with the streets, but they still broke the deal
We deep inside this shit, don't ever think that we gon' leave
That nigga lyin', he ain't do a thing, that's make-believe
Why the fuck he talkin' like he really did some shit to me?
But I'm really hoppin' out them cars, tryn' catch my enemy