trillville - be real lyrics
if you a thug my n-gg- be a thug
if you sell drugs my n-gg- then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and don’t say sh-t if you can’t be real about it
if you a thug my n-gg- be a thug
if you sell drugs my n-gg- then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and don’t say sh-t if you can’t be real about it
comin’ up as a child all i seen was sales
moma stepped in so we n-gg-s stayed in out of jail
then came robbin and kickin’ in doors
then went from a half to sellin’ ten o’s
but ya see shorty, my mom was a g
she made it real easy for my sista and me
she did what she had to do, and got on da
grind like a d-mn n-gg- would do
talkin’ about pimpin’, oh she did that too
i got robbed and this old n-gg- took all my loot
and i was just 12 years old on 13 which made me bold
thats why i think my heart is so cold
i gives a f-ck about none of you hoes
all you fake thugs think about is grills and gold
and pressin’ these doors shorty and cakin’ these hoes
i’m a pimp, i spend my time makin’ these hoes
if you a thug my n-gg- be a thug
if you sell drugs my n-gg- then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and don’t say sh-t if you can’t be real about it
if you a thug my n-gg- be a thug
if you sell drugs my n-gg- then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and don’t say sh-t if you can’t be real about it
n-body loves me so i guess i stay to myself
a n-gg- thinkin’ bout change contemplating my death
fell my pain as it reigns all over a n-gg-
and the only way i can get away is weed and liquor
f-kin’ n-gg-z up on the daily if they didn’t pay me
n-gg-z pullin’ guns on me d-mn near drove me crazy
young n-gg- went to school just to sell some dope
a little crazy -ss n-gg- wit a knife in his coat
and when the streets brought heat that’s when da drama was fed
moma swung on a n-gg-, i stabbed the b-tch in the head
i don’t scratch my head unless it itches
an i don’t smoke unless i’m bustin’ at cha hatin’ b-tches
n-gg- we was bread to die, don’t be askin’ me why
i’ll rather hustle in the cold ’cause n-gg-z playin’ wit fire
all the childhood issues wit tha devil out to getcha
got my mind on my gun and i’m and the sh-ll pull a pistol
if you a thug my n-gg- be a thug
if you sell drugs my n-gg- then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and don’t say sh-t if you can’t be real about it
if you a thug my n-gg- be a thug
if you sell drugs my n-gg- then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and don’t say sh-t if you can’t be real about it
you see the streets, they’ll shallow you whole
ya mind body and soul and leave you in a ditch cold
with no shoes and clothes wait for the trash collector
follow me now selector to the ghetto sector
they’ll kill you over thirty dollars, i seen a man cut with
a dirty bottle blood squirted on his shirt and collar
i heard him holla a sound that i cant forget
ran home, watched cartoons and ain’t said sh-t
until this day moma thought i was up at da park
while she was at the church praising the lord
i made through amazingly unscarred
she had to be praying because i made it by the grace of the god
a product of my hard times, i spit hard rhymes
bible in one hand, the other hard ion
dreaming of naming streets and boulevards mine
grab yo piece of the pie, the other parts mine
if you a thug my n-gg- be a thug
if you sell drugs my n-gg- then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and don’t say sh-t if you can’t be real about it
if you a thug my n-gg- be a thug
if you sell drugs my n-gg- then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and don’t say sh-t if you can’t be real about it
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