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rxknephew - the real voice of the streets lyrics

aunty begging, sayin she need me
she think that i’m selfish, want me to help it
fall out with my bro, n+gga gettin jealous
first of the month, mailman callin
unc keep callin, he don’t want nun
get out my sleep, l!ck on the line, he coming to me
they known me forever, they want it from me
i’m thinking that 12 be coming for me
i’m drinking this henny i ain’t even eat
can’t blame my homie, i know how i be
neph in the crib, he gone uber some eats
my b+tch in the ? she coolin with me
i’m recording right now, how rude can you be
entities in me, be moving in me
poltergeist at the trap coolin with me
poppin these beans, what they doing to me?
my daughter be missing me (my daughter be missing me)
i confess that my mind, sometimes it be k!llin me
they say that misery loves company
i could move out states and be company
i’m tired of arguing with unk on the 1st
she didn’t pay, my feelings were hurt
won’t let em k!ll me, it’s gon be pills first
i know how i’m living ain’t right
when i reevaluate my life
doing devil’s work on my life
they want me begging for forgiveness
don’t ask me bout my motherf+ckin sins, mind yo business
only my fault, i blame myself
this my world, my universe, i did it to myself
i’m not the one who plant that seed
i’m not the one who f+cked on eve
i’m not gone switch up on my team
i’m goin help cuz, i’ll keep it clean
ooh, really proud of me
i did a lotta robberies
i need my b+tch beside of me
i’m not the judge, don’t lie to me
i put pain in this
i took trips for better prices, different strains and sh+t
i took them crackers on a chase, i did amazing sh+t
i had that b+tch right on my hip and got away with it
they say they hope my personalities don’t change again
boom! boom! don’t give a f+ck what gang he is
i kept it tall in this, you k!ll one, better k!ll all of us
you better have god with you, “back the f+ck up!”, what a b+tch boutta do
they say i need an aa meeting
i’m up cause auntie stay up geeking
cash a check place look like a meeting
traphouse jump like i’m selling features
i just can’t help myself
all these random questions make me think you want me to tell on myself
i can’t give up, can’t fail on myself
everyday tryna better than myself
baby like “neph, humble yourself”
turnt the f+ck up, don’t know nothing else (h+ll nah)
neph turnt up, baby
baby i grind for this sh+t, ain’t none of this sh+t good luck, baby
i know that you need me right now, but right now i don’t give a f+ck, baby
i’ma be there for you like you be there for me and we gon run it up, baby
baby bought me a conehead
grab my gl!ck like you know it’s lit
paranoid, how i’m supposed to get
sugar here, just hold this gl!ck
beans got me sweatin like a b+tch
work all day, not texting a b+tch
if she don’t need me better get you some money
i’m tryna build, not take from you
all the opps look like dumb, dumb and dumber
when the time ?
just cause i trap don’t mean i don’t love her
this the last friday like chris tucker
baby bad with her ass out
gettin high, bout to pass out
he got weed but this a crack house
don’t ask me bout some sh+t that you can’t afford
slide on opps when i get bored
beat an opp in the face with an extension cord (forreal)
cause that’s how the f+ck i feel
auntie offering head cause ?
i get out my sleep, it’s real
trap look like future, phil
bossup n+gga!
don’t say sh+t you ain’t on the frontline
’round the end of the month its crunch time
look like big worm i want mine
glock hit a n+gga head, cross the gun line
n+gga stayed at home he was too broke
put a n+gga on his feet gave his ass hope
put my life on the line on the tightrope
told the plug imma rob him on a typo
n+gga said he hit l!cks he ain’t rob yet
i keep on dissing i ain’t died yet
hit a n+gga forehead watch it push back
anything on my face imma cook that
n+gga paranoid can’t help but look back
keep tucking that chain we gon’ jug that
jumped out the porsche, waved for a 13
big 4 block, never had 13
why he talm bout that he ain’t in that
why the f+ck you walk around like you did that
look a l!ck in the eye while i’m robbing em
n+gga scared i ain’t thinking ’bout harming em
you can keep that sh+t i ain’t ask you
first 31 thought i was the hood plug
stop sign glock lil n+gga hold up
outside of the trap let me roll up
get the 4 from the spot don’t make it hot
p diddy make a band off a crack rock
don’t play that song that is not hot
this straight drop make your lip lock
glock hit em like a [?]
they waitin for a tape it ain’t out yet
trap look like steak outback
n+gga on his ass he ain’t leave the couch yet
had a gun ‘fore i ever seen an ounce yet
hand the l!ck to my b+tch made her count that
know i cheated on you once dont count that
anytime that i’m down watch me bounce back
n+gga told on the team he a house rat
went to the plug brought it back for the town
look like deebo when i bend in the block
don’t lie to big neph i am not your thot
i know that these b+tch n+ggas want my spot
dope got the block hotter than a pot
knock his arm out the socket
look like yao ming playing for the rockets
n+gga know d+mn well he ain’t even down
me and my b+tch like whitney bobby brown
every f+cking week out of town
where the backwood b+tch roll that
bro caught a case he ain’t call yet
came home he ain’t even hit the mall yet
keep talking out your jaw get your jaw hit
b+tch [?]
get the f+ck off the phone you don’t want sh+t
n+gga want my life big pun sh+t
n+gga heels hit his ass when the gun hit
neph calm down you on the dumb sh+t
grind
baby that’s all that i know
won’t let em take me away won’t go
let them think what they think but i already know
the boot, don’t mean nothing
that gl!ck, don’t mean he on it
she eat that d+ck don’t mean she with it
lil homie burning bridges
sometimes i think i talk too much
i don’t regret when i don’t do enough
auntie n neph done growed up
they counted me out i showed up
i’m drinking till i’m throwing up
my mental crazy going nuts
the hood they said i’m going up
i tell you something don’t blow it up
success right there don’t be afraid
they don’t wanna be down it’s just a phase
that glock gone clap like pattycake
we trappin this ain’t no baecation
i’m impatient when it’s time for a l!ck
where is the destination
b+tch can’t slow me down ain’t got time for this sh+t
roll the weed up how high we can get
i get caught with this gl!ck
them crackers gone get me
how much time i can get
told her stop lying and sh+t
focus on my money then find me a b+tch
i can put that sh+t behind me quick
they said it’s all on my head
walk in that b+tch big neph break bread
puny gun break a n+gga head
when i walk in that b+tch you better play dead
i hate these n+ggas and hate the feds
i hate the da and the judge too
turn an opp to a dead corpse
played the trap i ain’t play the court
you ain’t meaning sh+t what you said it for
it ain’t fried right what you bread it for
up late what kinda drug i’m on
don’t worry ’bout me what going on
this gun i got it coming wit’ me
lil b+tch wanna come wit’ me
baby like you only listen to you
you ain’t talm bout sh+t i ain’t listen to you
don’t be wasting my time i got sh+t to do
pardon me and my manners
got a full house danny tanner
i don’t like to pray with no answers
i need to boot to get in my mood
it’s all a fraud they ain’t gone shoot
this ass whooping ain’t gone wear that
this glock 9 imma wear that
lil ass deuce+deuce take care of that
where yo hood at
where its at
these n+ggas move like copycats
real drugrixh lil n+gga
walked in that b+tch independent lil n+gga
see it in your eye you not k!lling lil n+gga
big neph walk in do his thing
hollow bite down like it got fangs
that b+tch hit like a 12 chicken wing
extra sauce it ain’t plain jane
neph goin in forever
used to look like cracked leather
me and the dope we back together
i thought me and her was gone trap together
trafficking bag got the sack together
she said she gone have my back forever
opp said what it’s up forever
that my real brother i don’t f+ck with my brother
one wrong move and i’m k!lling eachother
don’t gotta explain my grind
i’m the real deal i ain’t plies
rumor around neph never lied
[?] taste like the crunch round the popeyes
wish my henny came with a side
b+tch never ran down on me in they life
n+gga said he ran down on me, he lyin
bold face lie, compulsive lie, pathological lie…
lies!

- rxknephew lyrics

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