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yfn lucci & jeezy - real nigga diary. كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(trillo beats, you did it again)
(wait, matthew, did you make this?)
(is that dasda?)

[chorus: yfn lucci]
street n_gga diary
i just keep gettin’ money, that sh_t inspirin’
i bet a million on my head, won’t keep me inside
they say money talkin’, all these n_ggas quiet
ayy, i’m addicted to money, i can’t hide it
5k on dior chucks, they keep me grounded
5k ski, masked up, we tryna down sh_t
if you ain’t gon’ k!ll for the family, stay the f_ck from ’round me

[verse 1: yfn lucci]
look, never gave a f_ck ’bout a n_gga, my funds gettin’ bigger
heard you finally caught a body, boy, you just a beginner
actin’ like you ’bout it, ’bout it, you just a master pretender
put so much paper on your head, you think i had me a printer
don’t makе me turn you to my dog’s dinner
was f_cked up, now wе all winners, a couple hustlers, but we all k!llers
the real dead and gone, they should’ve took them flaw n_ggas
free my brother ju, i sure miss them talks with you
never let a n_gga steer you wrong, or p_ss you off, n_gga
hate i gotta forgive you when you wrong, but i’m a boss, n_gga
never let a n_gga steer you wrong, or p_ss you off, n_gga
hate i gotta forgive you when you wrong, but i’m a boss, n_gga
[chorus: yfn lucci & jeezy]
street n_gga diary
i just keep gettin’ money, that sh_t inspirin’
i bet a million on my head, won’t keep me inside
they say money talkin’, all these n_ggas quiet
ayy, i’m addicted to money, i can’t hide it
5k on dior chucks, they keep me grounded
5k ski, masked up, we tryna down sh_t (yeah, we tryna down, n_gga)
if you ain’t gon’ k!ll for the family, stay the f_ck from ’round me (okay, yeah, let’s go)

[verse 2: jeezy]
look, dear lil j (j), i’m proud of you, n_gga (yeah)
let these b_tches get to playin’, i clear the crowd for you, n_gga (haha)
i’m on the sidelines screamin’ loud for you, n_gga (yeah)
talk the streets and you the king, they better bow to you, n_gga (d_mn)
y’all better give me sp_ce ’cause i done ran out of grace (like grace)
like back when i was on duncan and i ran out of ace
breakin’ down squares, choppin’ o’s on a plate
36 at 12 noon, hope the task on a break (yeah)
always been a boss and you ain’t never ran off (uh)
always hands on, ain’t never hands off (yeah)
the critics wasn’t talkin’ when you was weighin’ that salt (salt)
back when they was re_rockin’, it was hard to get it off (yeah)
don’t let me find out i’m still the realest n_gga breathin’ (breathin’)
and when i walk up out the building, yeah, the realest n_gga leavin’ (d_mn)
these n_ggas pickin’ and choosin’ and sparin’ these snitches (sparin’ these snitches)
that’s why i stay up out the way, i’m livin’ rare on you b_tches (ayy)
i ain’t never been in n0body paperwork or n0body court case (nah, nah)
that’s right, b_tch, i’m realer than scarface (yeah)
and i ain’t k!ll my friend about my kin (haha)
it’s at least at least a thousand n_ggas that vouched for me in the pen’ (yeah)
counted up my first million in the mack town (town)
trap house on madden, pac in the background (that’s up, n_gga)
time to go legit, n_gga, how does that sound? (yeah)
last entry in my journal, time to put the pack down, hey
[chorus: yfn lucci]
street n_gga diary
i just keep gettin’ money, that sh_t inspirin’
i bet a million on my head, won’t keep me inside
they say money talkin’, all these n_ggas quiet
ayy, i’m addicted to money, i can’t hide it
5k on dior chucks, they keep me grounded
5k ski, masked up, we tryna down sh_t
if you ain’t gon’ k!ll for the family, stay the f_ck from ’round me

- yfn lucci jeezy

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