"thought you was real" lyrics

Yeah
Yeah

I ain't even mad at you, I just thought you was real
Couldn't stay stuck, how I'm sippin' three thousands in this seal
I ain't even mad at you, I just thought you was real
Been waitin' for my brothers locked up, hope you get your appeals, yeah

Twenty-nine for the books, that's a bando baby
One LB that [?] so my traphouse crazy
Still I'm outside sayin', "Fuck you, pay me"
No friends made me, no friends paid me, yeah
OT trained me, keep your safety
Anywhere I'm safe, G, oh-oh
I've been rollin' the sea, on my Jack Jones lately
The more I see you [?] please go get plan B (Go get plan B, uh)
If I hand the money to you
Then you don't need to count it, yeah, I'm sure about it
The streets be kinda shady so we have no option but to keep the pole around us, oh-oh
Keep the pole around us, oh-oh
Got the shooters 'round me, oh-oh
I got the shooters 'round me, oh-oh
I'm the sensei, I make them press play
Still got my brothers 'round me and they press cage
I'm still maintainin', both wrists, whoa
Both wrists rainin' (Splash, splash)

I'm not mad at you, I just thought you was real, oh
Couldn't stay stuck, how I'm sippin' three thousands in this seal, oh-oh
I ain't even mad at you, I just thought you was real
Still waitin' for my brothers locked up, hope you get your appeals, oh-oh

I ain't even mad at you, I ain't even mad at you (I ain't even mad at you, mad at you)
I ain't even mad at you, I ain't even mad at you, oh-oh
Couldn't stay stuck, how I'm sippin' three thousands in this seal, oh-oh
Put all my jewelry on my wrists, I did it for the thrill (Thrill, thrill)
Countin' hella bands in the whip, so fuck how you feel (Feel, feel)
Motherfucker
I know that they hate me, huh (I know, hmm, fuck it, that's it, I'm done)

I have a family so fuck a friend
I do what I want, not the fuckin' trend
I just left the store, spent three thousands on some kicks, two thousands on some kicks
Three thousands on some kicks