SiyahXO!, Bigg Bravo - Atleast You Kept It Real! lyrics
[SiyahXO!, Bigg Bravo - Atleast You Kept It Real! lyrics]
Boy, that's how you feel, how you feel?
At least you kept it real, real
All this pain, I'm tryna heal, let me heal
Supposed to be together
Supposed to be Jack and Jill
How the fuck you gon' love me
And not gon' be there
How the fuck you gon' love me
And not gon' be there
And I scream free Squeezy
I swear the police hell
And I scream free Squeezy
I swear the police hell
Can't get shit from me, can't
Get shit from me, uh
Can't get shit from me, can't
Get shit from me, for free
Can you let me breathe, can
You let me breathe, please?
I was in that cell, I was tryna be free
Niggas gon' keep on hatin'
I can't let that phase me
Niggas gon' keep on hatin
Niggas gon' keep on hatin'
Smokin' gas, leanin'
Bad lil' bitch tryna get acquainted
Said that you real but niggas be fakin'
Tryna go up, can't be complacent
Gotta go up, gotta go far
Bitch I got a gold heart
If she see I'm goin' up
Now she wanna my car
I been gettin' money, baby
This shit ain't that hard
I don't got no Chrome Heart
But my heart cold, got a chrome heart
She a gold digger
That bitch got a gold heart
I been on the road so long
I forgot where the road start
I been rollin' so much gas won't
Be suprised if my lungs stop
Bitch I'm finna' pop ya'
Yo' bitch know I'm popular
Ball like I got offers, yeah
I was in school, always in the office, yeah
I was in school, gettin' head
In the nurse office, yeah
And that's on god
And my big bro think he Jordan, he got 45
I've been running niggas down
Them boys had them big eyes
Where the fuck you think you
Goin' with yo' bitch ass?
Don't you think it's late, nigga
Where yo' bitch at?
I can tell you where yo'
Bitch at, she getting dick, yeah
, smell like fish, yeah, shit make me sick
Yeah i can drip in any fit
Yeah, I don't need Ricks, yeah
Boy, that's how you feel, how you feel?
At least you kept it real, real
All this pain, I'm tryna heal, let me heal
Supposed to be together
Supposed to be Jack and Jill
How the fuck you gon' love me
And not gon' be there
How the fuck you gon' love me
And not gon' be there
And I scream free Squeezy
I swear the police hell
And I scream free Squeezy
I swear the police hell
Can't get shit from me, can't
Get shit from me, uh
Can't get shit from me, can't
Get shit from me, for free
Can you let me breathe, can
You let me breathe, please?
I was in that cell, I was tryna be free
Niggas gon' keep on hatin'
I can't let that phase me
Niggas gon' keep on hatin
Niggas gon' keep on hatin'
Smokin' gas, leanin'
Bad lil' bitch tryna get acquainted
Said that you real but niggas be fakin'
Tryna go up, can't be complacent
At least you kept it real, real
All this pain, I'm tryna heal, let me heal
Supposed to be together
Supposed to be Jack and Jill
How the fuck you gon' love me
And not gon' be there
How the fuck you gon' love me
And not gon' be there
And I scream free Squeezy
I swear the police hell
And I scream free Squeezy
I swear the police hell
Can't get shit from me, can't
Get shit from me, uh
Can't get shit from me, can't
Get shit from me, for free
Can you let me breathe, can
You let me breathe, please?
I was in that cell, I was tryna be free
Niggas gon' keep on hatin'
I can't let that phase me
Niggas gon' keep on hatin
Niggas gon' keep on hatin'
Smokin' gas, leanin'
Bad lil' bitch tryna get acquainted
Said that you real but niggas be fakin'
Tryna go up, can't be complacent
Gotta go up, gotta go far
Bitch I got a gold heart
If she see I'm goin' up
Now she wanna my car
I been gettin' money, baby
This shit ain't that hard
I don't got no Chrome Heart
But my heart cold, got a chrome heart
She a gold digger
That bitch got a gold heart
I been on the road so long
I forgot where the road start
I been rollin' so much gas won't
Be suprised if my lungs stop
Bitch I'm finna' pop ya'
Yo' bitch know I'm popular
Ball like I got offers, yeah
I was in school, always in the office, yeah
I was in school, gettin' head
In the nurse office, yeah
And that's on god
And my big bro think he Jordan, he got 45
I've been running niggas down
Them boys had them big eyes
Where the fuck you think you
Goin' with yo' bitch ass?
Don't you think it's late, nigga
Where yo' bitch at?
I can tell you where yo'
Bitch at, she getting dick, yeah
, smell like fish, yeah, shit make me sick
Yeah i can drip in any fit
Yeah, I don't need Ricks, yeah
Boy, that's how you feel, how you feel?
At least you kept it real, real
All this pain, I'm tryna heal, let me heal
Supposed to be together
Supposed to be Jack and Jill
How the fuck you gon' love me
And not gon' be there
How the fuck you gon' love me
And not gon' be there
And I scream free Squeezy
I swear the police hell
And I scream free Squeezy
I swear the police hell
Can't get shit from me, can't
Get shit from me, uh
Can't get shit from me, can't
Get shit from me, for free
Can you let me breathe, can
You let me breathe, please?
I was in that cell, I was tryna be free
Niggas gon' keep on hatin'
I can't let that phase me
Niggas gon' keep on hatin
Niggas gon' keep on hatin'
Smokin' gas, leanin'
Bad lil' bitch tryna get acquainted
Said that you real but niggas be fakin'
Tryna go up, can't be complacent