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[Pre-Hook] Okay, so how this shit happen? Yo ass is now rapping I guess we can make that work The money is stackin' As long as you snapping Okay, I guess this got perks Your music got passion Your story, yeah I mean I guess it does hurt What if we made it a lil bit more mmmm Think about it like this [Hook] You not the realest, you know that, right? They not gon' feel this, you know that, right? You need some healing, this pain you concealing There's so much more to life, I mean You not the realest, you know that, right? They not gon' feel this, you know that, right? This pain you concealing, you need so much healing You prolly gon' pop this shit out overnight, my nigga [Verse 1] A nigga don't know God But a nigga know blessings Keep grams on side In case a nigga try test it 'Cause we not fearing bullеts Fearing mama see us less and If she do, thеn for now we really done learned our lessons Brass knuckles with shards of broken home A bludgeoning to your dome My nigga not coming home Ain't shit we can do about that The mood's now (Wait, wait, nigga we here, we here) Ain't been too long since my homie got tooken So for now Only thing I'm fearing is mama's whoopings Get your ass just for looking Worried we not fast enough And our prints become pages central to our stories bookend Painting this picture Sprayin' the easel Yeah I know My niggas ain't inherently evil Frame the church then hang the preacher Don't blame the hood Really nigga, just save its peoples I don't know, here we go Thinking bout this scenario Time for some reason, moving slow Cruising blasting the stereo I heard his mama here, you know It'd be crazy if... (Nah, nah nah nah, nigga you stupid for that one) [Pre-Hook] This shit ain't no movie my nigga The block is so hot It might scorch you my nigga Them niggas on porches, my nigga Got no problem blowing your torch out, my nigga It'd be unfortunate But think about it What mama gon' get If you a legend Reppin from the heavens? I'm just saying Think about it like this [Hook] You not the realest, you know that, right? They not gone feel this, you know that, right? You need some healing, this pain you concealing There's so much more to life, I mean You not the realest, you know that, right? They not gon' feel this, you know that right? This pain you concealing, you need so much healing You prolly gon' pop this shit out overnight [Verse 2] Where I'm at now, nigga it's crucial who (my nigga) Move with me, wow, limp so unusual Get down on self, then see rap so beautiful Blow my deal money on lil nigga's funeral (Ball out), Whole block running through the streets (Call out), Chrome on the coffin, hearse hit the corner (Fall out), His dress shoes hit the ground Celebrating his life Brought his ass back around Now we hooting and hollering Bein' loud and we bothering Everyone around with the sounds of the following Joyful hymnals packed with subliminals To distract from the fact I'm without my kinfolk Piecing together shit I did in my life All this rapping, where was your ass on Linden that night? Dogs chase my grams 'Cause she was about that life So keep yo wits, lil nigga, Shepards do bite Devil let me look so good 'Cause I feel so bad Apologies, beloved Not tryin' to act like dad But this negro hair Got me hooked on that Same shit that'll make your ass go mad Things bred up into this dread Locked in the back In case you ain't heard what I said If I was really sad I'd put this shit to my head, 'cause fuck a double entendre My nigga is- [Instrumental Break] [Hook] You not the realest, you know that, right? They not gon' feel this, you know that, right? You not the realest, you know that, right? They not gon' feel this, you know that, right? _