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desire (rapper) – real nigga revelations lyrics

[intro]
ayo cvctus, where you at?

[chorus]
trying to make it through the bad weather
stand on 10 b+tch i’m bout whatever
got love for my sister i ain’t never met her
my real dad was the problem
f+ck a bond had to go without em
speakin’ the real comin’ from the bottom
this the real n+gga revelations
sippin drank for a celebration
got the bad b+tches finna pop out
yeah see girl you amazing
me and daddy had no relations
it’s that day i had decorations
got a new crib living good, sh+tin on you n+ggas all it took was patience
tryna go way way way back
when a n+gga ain’t had a rack
don’t pass me the cup i’m starting to get attached
my n+gga (?) thuggin’ (?)
that’s my lil brudda yeah he tote the heat
okay, back then we ain’t had no money (?)
somebody tell my mom i love her
all these drugs they makin’ me suffer
all these b+tches going undercover
walk in the bank taking out a double
reach for my jewelry n+gga you in trouble
my cup muddy like a puddle
my n+ggas go all in like a huddle
put 10 in her face now she wanna cuddle
(she wanna cuddle)
[bridge]
the real n+gga revelations
the real n+gga revelations
this the real n+gga reva+ cmon
yeah
the real n+gga revelations
real n+gga, real n+gga
real n+gga revelations

[chorus]
trying to make it through the bad weather
stand on 10 b+tch i’m bout whatever
got love for my sister i ain’t never met her
my real dad was the problem
f+ck a bond had to go without em
speakin’ the real comin’ from the bottom
this the real n+gga revelations
sippin drank for a celebration
got the bad b+tches finna pop out
yeah see girl you amazing
me and daddy had no relations
it’s that day i had decorations
got a new crib living good, sh+tin on you n+ggas all it took was patience
tryna go way way back
when a n+gga ain’t had a rack
don’t pass me the cup i’m starting to get attached
my n+gga (?) thuggin’ (?)
that’s my lil brudda yeah he tote the heat
okay, back then we ain’t had no money (?)
somebody tell my mom i love her
all these drugs they makin’ me suffer
all these b+tches going undercover
walk in the bank taking out a double
reach for my jewelry n+gga you in trouble
my cup muddy like a puddle (puddle)
my n+ggas go all in like a huddle
put 10 in her face now she wanna cuddle
(she wanna cuddle)
[outro]
the real n+gga revelations
the real n+gga revelations
this the real n+gga reva+ cmon
yeah
the real n+gga revelations
real n+gga, real n+gga
real n+gga revelations

- desire rapper lyrics

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