Deth Coni - Real Luv

I'm tryna roll up
That's some real love
Damn, that's some real love
Mix it with that drink
Yea, that's some real love
Ima die like
Ima die like
Die like
Ima die like
Die like
Ima die like

She make my soda pink
Yea that's some real love
Babygirl I gave you the keys
Yea, that's some real love
The way you cuddle up next to me
Can tell, that's some real love
That nigga talkin' down on me, he get squashed like a bug
Bae, fuck a god damn ring I'll give you racks out of love
Hey, 'way she handle that pack, she pass that back thats real love
Wait, we gettin' carried away mix that real love with the drugs
Aye, she look back at me she said she don't care either way

You don't care either way
I had to put on a mask to not even care what you say
Get it
Bae, better watch yo mouth, you so loose with your words I ain't kidding
If I say Ima air it out they gon air it out with me, they wit it
Back in high school they couldn't call me ugly I was, different
Since back then not much has changed, still posted with my children
Ever since a Lil nigga I been the damn illest
Even if I lose today, Ima die like still rich
Ima die like still rich
Ima die like still rich
Yea, ima die like still rich
That's real love
Real

She make my soda pink
Yea that's some real love
Babygirl I gave you the keys
Yea, that's some real love
The way you cuddle up next to me
Can tell, that's some real love
That nigga talkin' down on me, he get squashed like a bug
Bae, fuck a god damn ring I'll give you racks out of love
Hey, 'way she handle that pack, she pass that back that's real love
Wait, we gettin' carried away mix that real love with the drugs
Aye, she look back at me she said she don't care either way

All of it
Tryna forget about relationships
Tiptoe
Got a long clip, do not feel like using fists
Gettin' cold
Rock a Bala when it fucking snows
Loophole
Everywhere I go I keep my benefit
Jump in the Hell Lil bitch, ima drive this shit for the hell of it
Swear to god that god wanna test my soul so he gon tell me to tell to sell this shit
If we don't make up and we break up, you gon have to tell yo kids

Ima die like still rich
Ima die like still rich
Yea, ima die like still rich
Ima die like still rich
Ima die like still rich bitch
Ima die like still rich bitch
Ima die like still rich bitch
Ima die like
Yeah, Ima die like

Written by:
Coni Excalibur

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