CampaignVon - Real Rap

Can't speak on my moves gotta stay
Out the mix
Been applying the pressure this shit
Came in quick
Took yo ass out da picture can't join
Dis flick
You be lying when you rap all yo ass
Do is tip
Only real niggas wit me when I'm ona
Strip
You keep running yo mouth boy you
Talk like a bitch
Knock the lights out nigga dis shit gotta
Switch
Walk down if you want boy yo ass
Getting clipped
Gotta watch out for feds gotta watch
Out for undies
Des niggas be hating cus I'm still
Getting money
Can't worry bout you bitch you can't
Take nun from me
Ya pockets be hurting better get away
From me
Every where that I go gotta make sure
I'm straight
Looking right looking left gotta move
From da jakes
It's hard to maneuver cuz mfs hate
But I play this shit cool cuz i'm never gon' hate
Put my heart in this music I been
Through some shit
Ten toes on my feet I ain't falling for
Shit
Can't see eye to eye you ain't looking
For shit
This the life that I chose I gotta get
Rich
Gotta move on my own cannot deal
Wit the fake
If you fw da opps knock yo ass outta
Place
No squares in my circle gotta have
Sum space try ya luck if you want i
Never hesitate
Big Campaign nigga catch me out in
Traffic hard body nigga I been causing
Tragic
Walking down ya block getchu gone
Like magic
Money coming In I made dis shit habit
Sit back and observe gotta stay
Discreet
Niggas steady talking sweep em off
They feet Tre Chef in the cut roll you
Like sum sheets
Been solid don't need niggas
Vouching for me
For you rap niggas talking y’all don’t
Live by shit
Heard the cap in ya song hadda stop
Dat shit
You don’t live by da code ya mother
Raised ah snitch
Loyal to my brothers I will never
Switch
Gang touchdown bitch we just made
Ah hit stick move ona nigga watch his
Body flip Shooting wit dis jumper bet
You I won’t miss
Dead end for ah nigga throw him off
The cliff
Time is up for you niggas better
Punch da clock
How you still down bad better reach
The top
His body still pumping we gon make it
Stop
Charges to da game bitch I never
flop
Can't fw des niggas gotta keepa
Distant
Been rapping too long I made this shit
Consistent
No handouts bitch ion need no
Assistant
Locked in wit my brothers no new
Niggas clicking
I'm balling out bitch gotta stay in my
Prime
Yo time ran up better not cross the
Line
Got sum hittas wit me and them
Bullets combine
My time right now gotta make sure I
Shine
Campaign up now ion care what they
Seeing they watching me now
Cus i gave em a reason I chose
Rapping gotta see who believes me
I'm money hungry i ain't never been
Greedy

Written by:
Tavon Gray

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