"RRR" lyrics

"RRR"

Aye
Real life
Woke up from a dream, I was clutching a steel tight
Ho, I'm really this in real life
Lost my brother back to back I don't know if it feel right
I been through more than you, and you look 40
I vow to never tell em shit yeah, that's my testimony
It's kinda hard to find a bitch, that's from ghetto, homie
I hope you bettin on me some niggas tellin on me
I would never sell no homies
Would never say that ain't my gun when it's just me and brody
Appreciate you every time you niggas checkin on me
Some niggas only check cause I got this weapon on me
And they smell vengance on me tryna get more air than Kobe
Got tired of swimming with the sharks he went and bought a floatie
Said, they be pissin in that kid pool, and you they homie
And yeah we trappin, why the fuck my neighbors hella nosey?
Shit, we be chiefin dead opps I told em, call me smokey
Yeah, nigga
You shot your first gun remember how it feel?
I hit em from the corner man, I feel like Bradley Bill
If you ain't got no jumper you should find a place to chill
That nigga nervous runnin he ain't taste a kill
He ain't never spill nobody he ain't really hella ill
He ain't never squabbled several counts of carry and conceal
I thoght I'd never leave the hood I got meeting in the hills for real
Can't knock my system, there's trophies on it
Know we getting through em Ima smother all my opponents
He ain't have a clue we was active until we on it
We was sittin in front of his house till we clapped him and made it haunted
I love all my kids gotta see em all in the morning
Including all my kids from the trenches that feel unwanted
And you know if they ain't hating you ain't on it
I was sleeping in my bonnet getting sucky while I'm yawnin, yeah!

Yeah, Yeah, Aye
And it's times like this, that I feel like "fuck em all"
My bro in prison he just callin cause he wanna ball
Pour 7 in this fanta if you wanna fall
You know I love you dawg yeah
You know I put no one above you dawg
You know I'm bummin dawg
You know if niggas whooping on you, I'll smother dawg
Real recognize real and I don't fuck with y'all

It's times like this, I rhyme like this
You can't deny my wrist it's a couple on that bitch
And I ain't talkin bout no watch I'll really pluck a nigga bitch
I'm from fab so when I'm drunk, I'll probably fuck my nigga bitch
We got fullies on these sticks I bet they scary when they hit
Niggas bitches in the net you gone lookin scary when you dead
I'm from cherry clan so when I close my eyes, I'm seeing red
My nigga fucked my bitch, I was just mad he used my bed
Ion fuck wit meds I never care what people said
Married to the game I'm tryna find somewhere to way
My bitch deserve a wedding ring for getting through my head
Can't nobody argue wit me plus I always got the lead
And can't nobody stop me I'll put rockets on yo mans
Acting outta pocket, we gone strip him out his pants
Party days when we was tweaking off the xans
That wasn't part of the plan blow 40 until it jam, aye

Yeah, Yeah, Aye
And it's times like this, that I feel like "fuck em all"
My bro in prison he just callin cause he wanna ball
Pour 7 in this fanta if you wanna fall
You know I love you dawg yeah
You know I put no one above you dawg
You know I'm bummin dawg
You know if niggas whooping on you, I'll smother dawg
Real recognize real and I don't fuck with y'all


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