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realistic – co$mik. lyrics

reali$tic:

hoe say she rich but she rockin’ fake prada
b-tch i’m rockin’ gucci, louis, fendi, cause i gotta
ya’ll don’t want the drama
my tommy spittin’ like a llama
quit the smokin’ and the drinkin’
now i’m just quotin’ on my momma
r-recordin’ in the sauna
unwrap her like a candy cause i’m w-lly f-ckin wonka
i smoke the marijuanna
sail the sea of sin
reach the hot of nirvana
tremble from within and if you talkin’ back
i might just have to pop ya

head is spinnin’
tryna’ comprehend all of the bad
i’m a deadbeat and you dead wrong
this choppa bangin’ with the long barrel on
the murder on my mind
murder in the music is all that i find

(hoe)

mug3n:

none of you can really f-ck with me
cause none of you doin’ it actually
stirrin’ the beat like a recipe
im k!llin’ it
hopin’ it rest in piece
puffin’ them tree till i’m j-panese
i’m packin’ this sh-t like it’s groceries
makin’ a track into masterpiece
i pray with my hand on my rosary
see through the fake and the jealousy
i can see them they’re leechin’ my energy
causin’ another catastrophe
tragedy sent to my enemies
feelin’ like freddy on halloween
im f-ckin’ these hoes then i’m vanishin’
money and hoes what i’m balancing
i would drop any b-tch for designer jeans

(uh)

yodi bangz:

b-tch imma flip a check
m-momma imma momma imma
imma make immense
they gave me a round of applause
but clapped them bullets in my chest
lord forgive me for my sins cause imma keep it one thousand

(huh, yuh)

city sl!ckin’ in this sh-t
lowkey mac a n-gga again
y’all don’t follow my trends
on my own two plus ten
on my own two plus ten
yeah i don’t follow trends
lowkey mac a n-gga again

(yuhh, yuhh)

i don’t want no penny prod
i want a f-ckin’ dime
i be up at four am
n-gga drive the block twice
imma take a qp
and sell that b-tch right
yodi brought them prices down
get a eighth for twenty-five

i ain’t tryna’ complicate
i’d rather count and waste time
i’m-imma bout my patience
imma walk with my pride
imma imma serve ya quick
imma imma stack it high
i’m
here for more than music
yeah i’m here to set a vibe

(look, yuhh)

(yooo, ayy, ayy, ayyy, uh)

nas33r:

yeah i’m here to set a vibe
frequency you can’t describe
travel through all the dark times
find a way to make them shine
look at how the star align
look closer to see the signs
in my mind i am confined
blowin’ clouds to p-ss the time

(yuhh, yuhh)

but we steady on the grind
cause we are one of a kind
if you can’t see then you blind
play that sh-t then hit rewind
lets forget about the times that we didn’t have sh-t
replace it with p-ssion and we gainin’ traction

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