mar$ gram - keep it real pt. 2 lyrics
[verse 1]
ride dirty with black tints, on the inside it stay clean, i was working that full time with no breaks since eighteen, now you know that i’m balling out, all you players just hate me, but i know they’d be fine if i was still tryna be up on they team, like bam! i ride in whips that make you say god d-mn! three hunnid bands please understand i’m just a man with a plan, if you ain’t liking my flow then you must be a dyk- or a hoe, sike i ain’t really tryna be told what i don’t feel is right for my soul let’s hold it down for those who ain’t here today, build pride k!ll fear away, get up start your sh-t now cause if you sit down it just more years to wait, honestly yes talk is cheap, life’s a show let’s all get seats, i just want me a bad b-tch that’s tryna have s-x on the beach
[hook]
will i keep it real and i don’t think i’ll ever, change, i’ll never lie if you could look me in the, face, i swear to god that weak sh-t isn’t in my, veins, i’ll never change
i keep it real, i keep it real my n-gga [x4] that’s how i feel, my n-gga
this beat is real
[verse 2]
last verse gotta make it count, word to logic i made a profit, they waiting on me ain’t never stopping, so they can hate i still take em’ out, if your wondering work is fine, making money it hurts to grind, plus i still got my pride and i don’t know if that’s even still worth a dime, cause nowadays kids found a way, to hold glamour with no manners, go spread gossip it won’t matter, i’m never dropping below standard, your b-tch serve me on gold platters, i know it hurts in your gallbladder, don’t play this sh-t in your house or you gon’ be taking out those rope ladders, all i do is spit straight fire, all my n-ggas go haywire, hustle hard with no breaks prior, i swerve em’ like i got great tires, put work in till i go rank higher, k!lled the beat it needs eight choirs, stay wavy your washed up
i put you back in that main dryer, look i don’t know what my future holds, probably bunch of designer sh-t, wake her up like i’m tryna hit, they really wondered if i can spit, it’s time for labels to sign the kid, i’m in here rocking the flyest kicks, ain’t took a break no looking back i still haven’t declined a bit.. that’s real
[hook]
will i keep it real and i don’t think i’ll ever, change, i’ll never lie if you could look me in the, face, i swear to god that weak sh-t isn’t in my, veins, i’ll never change
i keep it real, i keep it real my n-gga [x4] that’s how i feel, my n-gga
this beat is real
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