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pg ra - can't keep it real كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
can’t keep it real no more, that sh_t don’t even mean nun’
i swear i knew i was a star before i seen money
keep having dreams ’bout fancy cars, and having my team stuntin’
(me and my n_ggas vibing out, big body sh_t, we sliding out)
i used to pray for this sh_t hard, and still ain’t seen it coming
(my momma’ used to cry about it, now i gotta smile about it)

[verse 1]
i’m still that same n_gga (same n_gga)
my pockets just got bigger (pockets just got bigger)
why ride the block, when i could ride the instrumental?
i keep a glock, ’cause i done grew up ’round them k!llas (yuh)
if they ain’t show me nothing else, they showed me how to tote a pistol (uh, uh)
did it by myself, and ain’t n0body told me n_gga
did it by myself, so i won’t ever owe a n_gga
been through that rain, ’cause i’m a f_ckin’ soldier n_gga (yuh)
really antisocial with ’em, can’t let ’em get too close to feel me (uh, uh)
gotta cherish life, ’cause i know n_ggas wanna take me out (take me out)
i still be thanking god, he helped me make it out
i’m tryna’ run me up a quarter for my momma’ house (for my momma’ house)
and put an m up for my daughter in her bank account

[chorus]
can’t keep it real no more, that sh_t don’t even mean nun’
(still won’t ever be enough, don’t really give no f_cks)
i swear i knew i was a star before i seen money
(but now they see me turning up, this what we workin’ for)
keep having dreams ’bout fancy cars, and having my team stuntin’
(me and my n_ggas vibing out, big body sh_t, we sliding out)
i used to pray for this sh_t hard, and still ain’t seen it coming
(my momma’ used to cry about it, now i gotta smile about it)
[verse 2]
do you love or you hate me?
i wanna know (i wanna know)
if i was broke, would you still say i’m the goat?
would you risk your life for mine, if i was right or wrong? (uh)
if i had to do some time, would they still hold me down? (woah)
if my lil’ brother ain’t died, would they still sang my songs? (huh?)
i think about this sh_t when i be all alone
now, i’m up _ got everybody wanna hit my phone
but ain’t n0body hit me up when they was hitting home
it’s certain sh_t i can’t explain, you wouldn’t understand it
ain’t doing this sh_t for fame, i do it for my family
he hit me with some pain, but somehow i manage
might pour a bottle of champagne out for all the damage

- pg ra

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