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ot the real - time i'm on lyrics

[intro]
hundred grand off the rar’, was in the talks before the rappin’
these dudes ain’t savin’, they just trappin’ to be trappin’
trappin’, trappin’
yo

[verse 1]
hundred grand off the rar’, was in the talks before the rappin’
these dudes ain’t savin’, they just trappin’ to be trappin’
we all went to jail and most of us done landed back in
promoter out his mind if he think we ain’t bringin’ straps in
i studied laws of power and the strategies of war
i hit the plug, i say what up, he knew i needed more
if they talkin’ less than thirty, i need three or four
i hit the county
block+workers at your door like he a bull (he a bull)
been through the storms, i was testin’ and provin’
with some scar+faces who’ll take off your neck for that cuban
i got the camera motion sensors that check for the movements
we had a lot of beef and we can’t wreck without losin’
hustlers in my zone, united, they called us a gang (gang)
there’s lessons in this life that we charge at the gate (gate)
the dynamics keep changin’, it’s hard to explain
i came up off a lil’ luck and a lot of cocaine

[chorus]
just ’cause i leveled up, don’t think the drama’s gone
all i know, i keep wakin’ up with all these diamonds on
the whole fam good, that’s what time i’m on
don’t gotta say what’s understood, that’s what time i’m on
more money goin’ up, that’s what time i’m on
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, that’s what time i’m on
just ’cause i leveled up, don’t think the drama’s gone
all i know, yeah
[verse 2]
people say i’m changin’ when i tell ’em nah
it’s funny, music cutthroat like we sellin’ raw
they lose a fight, they come back with a gun and get the law
there’s shots fired, you gon’ shoot back and hit the floor
that bed turn ’em to a different bar
but we keep it movin’, there’s no time to go back
the judge gave twenty to forty, told my homie, “hold that”
me and sk at the oven tryna bring this yolk back
yeah, if you gon’ ride, gotta ride ’til the end
and if you fall, get right back up, try it again
they at the door callin’ back up, they tryna get in
i seen somebody spill their soul to duck a five to ten
don’t ever judge ‘less you been in my shoes
butcher told me if i stay on track, then i never could lose
they still on the post hatin’
checkin’ the views
i just have the work dropped and not get a check when it moves

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