Atleast You Kept It Real!

Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Bigg Bravo] Boy, that's how you feel, how you feel? At least you kept it real, real All this pain, I'm tryna heal, let me heal Supposed to be together, supposed to be Jack and Jill How the fuck you gon' love me and not gon' be there How the fuck you gon' love me and not gon' be there And I scream free Squeezy, I swear the police hell And I scream free Squeezy, I swear the police hell [Chorus: Bigg Bravo] Can't get shit from me, can't get shit from me, uh Can't get shit from me, can't get shit from me, for free Can you let me breathe, can you let me breathe, please? I was in that cell, I was tryna be free Niggas gon' keep on hatin', I can't let that phase me Niggas gon' keep on hatin, niggas gon' keep on hatin' Smokin' gas, leanin' Bad lil' bitch tryna get acquainted Said that you real but niggas be fakin' Tryna go up, can't be complacent [Verse: SiyahXO!] Gotta go up, gotta go far Bitch I got a gold heart If she see I'm goin' up, now she wanna [?] my car I been gettin' money, baby, this shit ain't that hard I don't got no Chrome Heart, but my heart cold, got a chrome heart She a gold digger, that bitch got a gold heart I been on the road so long I forgot where the road start I been rollin' so much gas won't be suprised if my lungs stop Bitch I'm finna' pop ya' Yo' bitch know I'm popular Ball like I got offers, yeah I was in school, always in the office, yeah I was in school, gettin' head in the nurse office, yeah And that's on god And my big bro think he Jordan, he got .45 I've been running niggas down, them boys had them big eyes [?] Where the fuck you think you goin' with yo' bitch ass? Don't you think it's late, nigga, where yo' bitch at? I can tell you where yo' bitch at, she getting dick, yeah [?], smell like fish, yeah, shit make me sick, yeah I can drip in any fit, yeah, I don't need Ricks, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Bigg Bravo] Boy, that's how you feel, how you feel? At least you kept it real, real All this pain, I'm tryna heal, let me heal Supposed to be together, supposed to be Jack and Jill How the fuck you gon' love me and not gon' be there How the fuck you gon' love me and not gon' be there And I scream free Squeezy, I swear the police hell And I scream free Squeezy, I swear the police hell [Chorus: Bigg Bravo] Can't get shit from me, can't get shit from me, uh Can't get shit from me, can't get shit from me, for free Can you let me breathe, can you let me breathe, please? I was in that cell, I was tryna be free Niggas gon' keep on hatin', I can't let that phase me Niggas gon' keep on hatin, niggas gon' keep on hatin' Smokin' gas, leanin' Bad lil' bitch tryna get acquainted Said that you real but niggas be fakin' Tryna go up, can't be complacent