lee drilly – being honest lyrics
[intro]
(94 gz, no gz like these, you heard?) drilly
(jack b’s, we jack bigger b’s, drop my sh+t, we gon’ let it squeeze
lee drilly, look) look
[verse 1]
b+tches mad but don’t know how it be
they ain’t have to survive in these streets
o took the pole while watchin’ for the d’s
leaving home, i come through clappin’ heat
what they know about ptsd?
gotta drink the wock so i could sleep
roman, only thing we had to eat
man, these n+ggas can’t last in my shoes for a week
and she ask me, “do these streets get old?”
“yeah, it do but it’s all that i know”
said, “rappin’ is my only hope”
it don’t work, back to sellin’ dope
ain’t saying names but you know that you told
had me crying, how the f+ck you fold?
sh+t was crazy ’cause i loved your soul
now i gotta treat you like a ghost
they don’t know how many times my heart broke
knockas b+tches, life was gettin’ hard though
mans died, i was soakin’ in sorrow
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