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albee al - realest in the room lyrics

[intro]
if you with me then you with me
stay by my side ’til the reaper come and get me
day that we die, see together we gon’ ride
forever be my goon
my opinion we the realist m+th+f+ckas in the room

[verse]
i said i love my n+ggas! (i do) why wouldn’t i?
die for my mo’f+ckers, how couldn’t i?
lost a lot of n+ggas to the streets, i grew up with
know a lot of n+ggas but few i really f+ck with!
see, i been crossed in the past, i got trust issues (i swear)
n+ggas snakes, man, they act like they f+ck with you
don’t think he loyal to you just ’cause he grew up with you
whеn he backstab you, it’s going to feel like a truck hit you
d+mn, and you thought he was your mans
now, hе on that stand telling them crackers the whole plan
telling them where it begin at and where it end
he don’t give a f+ck if you do a l in that can, what the f+ck n+gga?!
see, that’s what you call a f+ck n+gga
grown playing duck, duck, goose and you the duck n+gga
i know some real n+ggas, they ain’t coming home
they b+tches left them, no minutes on the phone
but when you home, they keep calling right?
see that’s the flip side of the baller life
it’s grimy, all smiles when you up
but they smiling with the next m+th+f+cka when you stuck, slimy
and you thought that she was down (hear da hiss)
you ain’t even know the sound, snakes
big ones, anacondas, got ’em running with you, right behind ya
some sleeping in the same bed like pajamas
waiting for the right time to bite like piranhas, honest
new charge and parole got a hold on ya
main b+tch, she ain’t sh+t, might roll on you
they ask “so you think your man just told on you”
man, this fake sh+t is nothing new, it’s getting old on ya
where would i be without my n+ggas? (where would i be?)
ain’t no n+ggas like my n+ggas
i looked my mans in the eyes and i asked him “if i die would he ride?”
he said “yup, n+gga”
i catch a bullet for my goon, if they k!ll you tell heaven make room
we gon’ bunk n+ggas
i put my hand on the bible face on the riffle, i’ll never ever bite you. bet them n+ggas ain’t feeling me, if they don’t like you
your problem, my problem, n+ggas f+cking up the cycle
my mother ain’t sleep good in a while
and she know every night, her son lurking in the wild
know it’s k!lling her and i just wanna make her proud
and it’s hard ’cause i’m hard, n+ggas hating on my style
we going to see better days or i’ma die trying
know you hate the way i live, i hate to see you crying
see, it’s k!ll or be k!lled, i’m out here surviving
i won’t drop without a fight ma’, i promise!
strap on me while i move cautions, woke up hungover feelin’ nauseous
said it going to catch me by the time i’m 40
but i don’t see it that far somebody pray for me
every day, i wake up to a g+nius
bros over ho’s can’t no b+tch come between us
never ever, ever cross my mans for a b+tch
she your wife? that means she my sis, that’s real sh+t (loyalty, loyalty)
where would i be without my n+ggas?
them n+ggas might be fake but not my n+ggas
man, where them real b+tches at
wondering where them real n+ggas at?
(man, we right here)
would you stay down when the times hard?
love me the same if i’m home or behind bars?
when everybody disappear would we find y’all?
maybe but i won’t bet my last on it
that’s why i’m here, getting twisted with my last n+ggas
we going to live every night like it’s our last n+ggas
brothers, ’til death do us part
loyalty super glued to my heart, let’s toast to it
[hook]
if you with me then you with me
stay by my side ’til the reaper come and get me
day that we die, see together we gon’ ride
forever be my goon
my opinion we the realist m+th+f+ckas in the room

if you with me then you with me
stay by my side ’til the reaper come and get me
day that we die, see together we gon’ ride
forever be my goon
my opinion we the realist m+th+f+ckas in the room

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