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wto sco - real motion lyrics

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my n+ggas they ballin too
we don’t rap beef we just gone shoot at you
we don’t care how many bricks you want
we just gone send them through

we don’t sell drugs on social sites
that’s what informants do
no rap cap i ain’t never told a lie but
i might’ve stretched the truth

big n+gga i ain’t never did the trucks i just like ridin coupes
posted in they hood ain’t gettin no money
that’s what broke n+ggas do
might f+cked up sacks but i ain’t never ran off

that stealin sh+t ain’t cool
try finessin me bad for your health my gang heart stoppers fool
n+ggas rep they hood but when it’s beef
thеy don’t want nothin to do with it

caught a case he rat got out same week and wеnt back gettin to it
bodies droppin in my city i don’t stress just real num to it
still trying to run it up
lost one hundred k then got it back then lost it back on trust

he kept f+ckin up sacks but i kept frontin him
in the name of love
i f+cked up lost some of my re hope i don’t lose my plug
when it come to trap rap in my city mane who real as me

if a n+gga realer he ain’t rappin buddy in the streets
started wit two grams and buyin ho i had to cop from p
worked my way to two zips to a nine
now i’m plugged in with keys

now i’m trappin weight
but i need to take this rap sh+t serious
missed the moneybagg show for a play
i could’ve did a song wit thirty but the business side won’t straight

or maybe that sh+t was and i let this street sh+t get in the way
he told me to pay him now and he’ll clear my verse in a couple days
but they ain’t have no paper work so i ain’t trust them with forty k
and yea we gettin money but forty k is forty k

i’m still having real motion but iphone be slow some days
but i can’t leave the trap til i’m seein some millions in my safe
still trying to run it up
lost one hundred k then got it back then lost it back on trust

he kept f+ckin up sacks
but i kept frontin him in the name of love
i f+cked up lost some of my re hope i don’t lose my plug
when it come to trap rap in my city mane who real as me

if a n+gga realer he ain’t rappin buddy in the streets
started wit two grams and buyin ho i had to cop from p
worked my way to two zips to a nine now i’m plugged in with keys

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