A-One, The Jacka - Real Mob lyrics

Can't move around cause our shows so packed
Yall hold me down while I use these raps
We ill, we hard, yo we all we got
We kill, we rob, but we still give back
To the hood where we from is
Where the real love at
Where the blacks die young but
We still live fast
But, it's gangster out here boy
We all won't last
But we famous out here n we all want cash
Drugs in our bloodstream they
Take away the pain
Then shorten our life span so
Important to write down
Thoughts that I manifest
Nobody gave up on me
Not givin' up on myself think about who I am
A nigga from the struggle
Fedi that's my cuzzo
Ready whenever it's war hello
Have you ever lost a case n wondered
Where they bout to take you
Still didn't let em' break you
Never will mistake you for one of them suckas
Jack and AOne you know we real motherfuckers

Never will mistake you for one of them suckas
Jack and AOne you know we real motherfuckers
Jack and AOne you know we real motherfuckers
Jack and AOne you know we real motherfuckers

Woke up this morning got
Blessed from my momma rest in Peace