Tre Cardova and Mookie2blk - Get Up N Go

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Yea
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N***** ain't real these days
N***** ain't real these days
Can't trust what a fuck n**** say tell em' get the fuck out my face
All these n***** do is hate tryna cast a n**** away
Everybody wanna get paid but hard work M.I.A
I had to get up and show out and get it
I'm tryna stack up and rack up these riches
Don't know a rich men thats coming from Richmond
This boy is spittin' its Chester Virginia
The shit you beginning is what we just finished
They say money talking bout my mirror image
Cardova be killing' beats demolition
Me and money bout to head on collision

AmalaVida we killin' shit
Fuck off the premises
AmalaVida we killin' shit
Fuck off the premises
AmalaVida we killin' shit
Fuck off the premises
AmalaVida we killin' shit
Fuck off the premises

N***** ain't real these days
N***** ain't real these days
Ask me how I feel these days I've been in my feelings lately
Hoping pain pills save me been stressing bout every damn thang
All I wanna do is entertain so many fake ass n***** in my lane
Tryna break out of this mental prison dreaming bout us winning will it be for filling
Gotta bigger vision then a ton of women fucking hella women thats the shits thats sellin'
So I spit it wishing I can change but it still remaining
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Then I'm right back where I started
If we talking bout bars I'm the realest artist
But they calling bout cars tell me where their heart is
Gotta shot eleven cops for some damn attention
Wear a badge kill a n**** for some damn attention
I'm the hottest in the city but they never listen
I guess it's too real
I do me give a fuck what you feel
White bitches still wanna hang wit me Emmett Till
Black bitches wanna break the proceeds from a deal
Mexicano women want a n**** seed and will
Foreal

Written by:
Markus Holbert, Trevon Burns

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