"REAL NIGGA DIARY." lyrics
YFN Lucci & Jeezy Lyrics
Street nigga diary
I just keep getting money, that shit inspiring
I bet a million on my head won't keep me inside
They say money talking, and all these niggas quiet
Aye, I'm addicted to money, I can't hide it
5K on Dior Chucks, they keep me grounded
5K, ski mask up, we trying down shit
If you ain't gon' kill for the family, then stay the fuck from 'round me
Look
Never gave a fuck 'bout no nigga, my funds getting bigger
Heard you finally caught a body, boy, you just a beginner
Acting 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 make me turn you to my dog's dinner
Was fucked up, now we all winners, a couple hustlers, but we all killers
The real dead and gone, they should've took them flaw niggas
Free my brother Ju, I sure miss them talks with ya
Never let a nigga steer you wrong, or piss you off, nigga
Hate I gotta forgive you when you wrong, but I'm a boss nigga
Never let a nigga steer you wrong, or piss you off, nigga
Hate I gotta forgive you when you wrong, but I'm a boss nigga
Street nigga diary
I just keep getting money, that shit inspiring
I bet a million on my head won't keep me inside
They say money talking, and all these niggas quiet
Aye, I'm addicted to money, I can't hide it
5K on Dior Chucks, they keep me grounded
5K, ski mask up, we trying down shit
If you ain't gon' kill for the family, then stay the fuck from 'round me
Yeah, let's go
Dear Lil J, I'm proud of you, nigga
Let these bitches get to playing, I clear the crowd for you, nigga
I'm on the sidelines screaming loud for you, nigga
Talk the streets and you the king, they better bow to you, nigga
Y'all better give me space, 'cause I done ran out of grace
Like back when I was on Duncan and I ran out of ace
Breaking down squares, chopping O's on a plate
36 at 12 noon, hope the task on a break
Always been a boss and you ain't never ran off
Always hands on, ain't never hands off
The critics wasn't talkin' when you was weighin' that salt
Back when they was re-rockin', it was hard to get it off
Don't let me find out I'm still the realest nigga breathing
And when I walk up out the building, yeah, the realest nigga leavin'
These niggas pickin' and choosin' and sparin' these snitches
That's why I stay up out the way, I'm livin' rare on you bitches
I ain't never been in nobody paperwork or nobody court case
That's right, bitch, I'm realer than Scarface
And I ain't kill my friend about my kin
It's at least at least a thousand niggas that vouched for me in the pen
Counted up my first million in the Mack town
Trap house on Madden, Pac in the background
Time to go legit, nigga, how does that sound?
Last entry in my journal, time to put the pack down
Street nigga diary
I just keep getting money, that shit inspiring
I bet a million on my head won't keep me inside
They say money talking, and all these niggas quiet
Aye, I'm addicted to money, I can't hide it
5K on Dior Chucks, they keep me grounded
5K, ski mask up, we trying down shit
If you ain't gon' kill for the family, then stay the fuck from 'round me
I just keep getting money, that shit inspiring
I bet a million on my head won't keep me inside
They say money talking, and all these niggas quiet
Aye, I'm addicted to money, I can't hide it
5K on Dior Chucks, they keep me grounded
5K, ski mask up, we trying down shit
If you ain't gon' kill for the family, then stay the fuck from 'round me
Look
Never gave a fuck 'bout no nigga, my funds getting bigger
Heard you finally caught a body, boy, you just a beginner
Acting 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 make me turn you to my dog's dinner
Was fucked up, now we all winners, a couple hustlers, but we all killers
The real dead and gone, they should've took them flaw niggas
Free my brother Ju, I sure miss them talks with ya
Never let a nigga steer you wrong, or piss you off, nigga
Hate I gotta forgive you when you wrong, but I'm a boss nigga
Never let a nigga steer you wrong, or piss you off, nigga
Hate I gotta forgive you when you wrong, but I'm a boss nigga
Street nigga diary
I just keep getting money, that shit inspiring
I bet a million on my head won't keep me inside
They say money talking, and all these niggas quiet
Aye, I'm addicted to money, I can't hide it
5K on Dior Chucks, they keep me grounded
5K, ski mask up, we trying down shit
If you ain't gon' kill for the family, then stay the fuck from 'round me
Yeah, let's go
Dear Lil J, I'm proud of you, nigga
Let these bitches get to playing, I clear the crowd for you, nigga
I'm on the sidelines screaming loud for you, nigga
Talk the streets and you the king, they better bow to you, nigga
Y'all better give me space, 'cause I done ran out of grace
Like back when I was on Duncan and I ran out of ace
Breaking down squares, chopping O's on a plate
36 at 12 noon, hope the task on a break
Always been a boss and you ain't never ran off
Always hands on, ain't never hands off
The critics wasn't talkin' when you was weighin' that salt
Back when they was re-rockin', it was hard to get it off
Don't let me find out I'm still the realest nigga breathing
And when I walk up out the building, yeah, the realest nigga leavin'
These niggas pickin' and choosin' and sparin' these snitches
That's why I stay up out the way, I'm livin' rare on you bitches
I ain't never been in nobody paperwork or nobody court case
That's right, bitch, I'm realer than Scarface
And I ain't kill my friend about my kin
It's at least at least a thousand niggas that vouched for me in the pen
Counted up my first million in the Mack town
Trap house on Madden, Pac in the background
Time to go legit, nigga, how does that sound?
Last entry in my journal, time to put the pack down
Street nigga diary
I just keep getting money, that shit inspiring
I bet a million on my head won't keep me inside
They say money talking, and all these niggas quiet
Aye, I'm addicted to money, I can't hide it
5K on Dior Chucks, they keep me grounded
5K, ski mask up, we trying down shit
If you ain't gon' kill for the family, then stay the fuck from 'round me
