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mcvertt & 41 – hate the real lyrics

[intro: jenn carter]
grrah
focus up, focus up
grrah (mc, make another hit)
grrah, grrah
(project— project x) grrah, grrah

[verse 1: jenn carter]
i don’t know what to do
sip wock’, get on my mood
like, members, we deep in the stu’
push up, forty gon’ boom
sweep up the scene after poppin’ a broom
i told bro to go ku
cop sprite, mix it with tris
now i’m ’bout to get on my sh+t

[chorus: jenn carter]
roll up a blunt, not expressin’ my pain
like, f+ck, this sh+t hurt every day
if it pour, would you walk through the rain?
is you gon’ leave when i beg you to stay?
got too much on my plate
i’ve been holdin’ the weight
i just think to myself
i pop a pill like every day
give a f+ck about wealth
this sh+t not good for my health
is you gonna be there when i’m callin’ for help?
likе, i don’t got n0body else
in this world, they gon’ hatе what is real
n+ggas need to be real with themself
grrah, i’m really one of the realest
n+ggas buggin’, i give ’em the belt
[verse 2: kyle richh]
b+tch, i ain’t trippin’
but these b+tches be f+ckin’ for clout (d+mn)
netflix and chill, we could f+ck on a— (we could f+ck anywhere)
thootie, f+ck on a couch (f+ck on a couch)
i don’t put trust to put faith into none of these b+tches
they just want the life that i’m livin’ (livin’)
f+ck up, b+tch, i’m not committed (not committed)
but she don’t care, put my d+ck in her kitten
cop me a check, broke it up with the team
and i told ’em that this is only the beginning (‘ginning, like d+mn)
i got money, i’m feelin’ complete
sh+t not the same if my n+ggas not winnin’ (sh+t not the same)
fifteen, we was still sharin’ keys
we was hungry together, now we gonna eat (now we gonna eat)
feelin’ myself when i pop me a p
and my vision is blurry, i can’t even read (party, d+mn)
sv, please pick up the pace (pick up the pace)
d’s on my bop, take ’em out on a chase
like, please ease on the brakes (ease on the brakes, d+mn)
i don’t put trust to put faith in none of these b+tches
they just want the life that i’m livin’ (b+tch)
f+ck up, b+tch, i’m not committed (i’m not committed)
but she don’t care, put my d+ck in her— (d+ck in her— d+ck in her kitten)

[chorus: jenn carter & tata]
roll up a blunt, not expressin’ my pain
like, f+ck, this sh+t hurt every day
if it pour, would you walk through the rain?
is you gon’ leave when i beg you to stay?
got too much on my plate
i’ve been holdin’ the weight
i just think to myself
i pop a pill like every day
give a f+ck about wealth
this sh+t not good for my health
is you gonna be there when i’m callin’ for help?
like, i don’t got n0body else (b+tch)
in this world, they gon’ hate what is real (hate what is real)
n+ggas need to be real with themself (real with themself)
grrah, i’m really one of the realest
n+ggas buggin’, i give ’em the belt (grrah, four+one shots to the head)
[verse 3: tata]
grrah, limpin’ my walk, i came through with a big glock (boom)
b+tches love me, they stare at my wristw+tch (stare at my wrist)
he keep dissin’, f+ck around, get him shot
i’m in the club, i’m vibin’ watchin’ tiktok drinkin’ (huh, d+mn, d+mn, d+mn)
grrah, i’m in the club, i’m vibin’ watchin tiktok thinkin’ (d+mn, d+mn, d+mn)
who she be f+ckin’ when i’m not there? who this shorty be lovin’? (who this shorty be lovin’? d+mn)
grrah, diamonds on my body shinin’ like disco (disco)
light+skin jawn with a fatty, bingo (yes)
thootie say she jackin’ my lingo (yes)
it’s a house on my neck, this sh+t weigh like a kilo (yes)
grrah, no, you can’t put on this chain, b+tch (can’t fit this chain, b+tch)
put some respect on my name, b+tch (word to bro)
movie theaters, come hop in the sp+ceship (movie theaters)
movie theaters, she wanna be famous (movie theaters)
bussin’, i’m on some laced sh+t (i’m on some laced sh+t)
i’m a beast, these b+tches can not tame it (word to bro)
and if you owe me some bread, better pay it (p+ssy)
huh, n+gga, give me that sh+t (give me that sh+t)
thootie tryna give me that sh+t (give me that sh+t)
feel like steph, off a 30, i shoot, i won’t brick (word to bro)
all my chains on when i go back to the bricks (back to the trenches)

- mcvertt 41 lyrics

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