Lyrics
Intro
(24 folks like real on that, man)
They always wanna...
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Verse 1
(Yeah)
Fake people trying to run in and run out
They just wanna talk in broad day when the sun out
Man, how you not 1K in your own house?
Man, I might fall asleep like what you talking 'bout?
You just trying to play the trend
Going with the wind, thinking you gonna get a win
That's an L my boy
Hold on, we don't wanna go to hell my boy
Somebody better tell my boy
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Verse 2
(Yeah)
Not your business brother, jump out
Thinking you making sense, I be like brother what you talking 'bout?
When you feel the heat, I bet you start to screaming, run out
When it's time to ride, I bet you U-turn and burn out
(Skrrt)
I been outside, praying for the dope boys
You been inside, dirty get some soap boy
Hold on, wait up, ain't you Mr. Preacherman?
You might get the boot, here's a Timberland
I been in the field like a lineman
Crosses in my watch, diamonds, God's timing
Come on, you ain't got no business in the street twin
Come on, you gonna lose every weekend if you...
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Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
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Verse 3
(Yeah)
I can tell you ain't real
How you making moves if you standing real still?
Looking for some drama, nah I rather keep it chill
Gangsta Grill, smiling in my face
That ain't really how you feel
I ain't stupid
(Crazy)