Yung Bleu - Fairytales

Today I woke up feeling like
(JD On The Track) , yeah
Feeling like a brand new nigga brand new
This time last year, I was broke

I was sleeping on my grandma's couch
I had to make a way, had to get it, yeah
(I had to get this shit)
Lookin' in my grandma's eyes
(Lookin' in my grandma's eyes)
Lookin' at my grandma cry
(Lookin' at my grandma cry) yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Streets don't play fair
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I want warfare
I'ma spin his block and put
These bullets in the air
I'ma spin his block and put
These bullets in the air
My niggas switched sides, I gotta
Kill 'em now, no, no, no
(Hurt me to my heart to do it)
My niggas switched sides, I gotta
Kill 'em now, no, no, no
(Shit cut deep)
Thought you was on my side, but bitch
You left me for dead (Left me for dead)
Tryna talk to God, but fuck
He left me on read (yeah)
I ain't never killed nobody
But I shot 'til they bled (Real)
You left when I was down
And I would never forget
(I'll never forget)

Too many fairytales in your rap
This nonfiction (Fiction)
Too many fairytales in your rap
And I don't feel it (Nah)
Too many fairytales in your rap
I had to kill it (I had to kill it, yeah)
Too many fairytales
These niggas tellin' these stories
(Tellin' these stories)
Too many fairytales
And I swear I'm getting bored
I gotta tell it like it is, the street way
(Street way)
I gotta tell it like it is, the G way (The G)
Too many fairytales
These niggas tellin' these stories
(yeah, yeah) too many fairytales
And I swear I'm getting bored
I gotta tell it like it is, the street way
I gotta tell it like it is, the G way

I gotta get it, whatever required
Over the pot with my hand in the fire
I told the truth in a room full of liars
I stayed on the block 'til
I'm good and tired
Go by that level, you be on your dick
Pockets on E and you can't pay the rent
I got a stick when I be in the trenches
I got a stick when I be in that Bentley
I did a song with a few rap niggas
But it never came out (Fuck 'em)
I knew niggas was lame when I
Did the verse, but shit
It eventually came out (Fuck 'em)
I done went to a whole 'nother lane now
(Fuck 'em)
We could probably take over the game now
(Fuck 'em)
Got a shooter that bust at your brain now
Got a shooter that bust at your brain now
I done went blind tryna be niggas
(I done went blind)
I done went blind tryna lead niggas
(Fuck these niggas)
When I got money, I ain't leave niggas
(I ain't leave niggas)
When I got money, I ain't leave niggas
(I fed you, nigga)
You gon' break your heart
Tryna please niggas
(Can't please everybody)
You gon' break your heart
Tryna please niggas (But I love you niggas)

I love you niggas yeah
Let me talk to 'em

Too many fairytales in your rap
This nonfiction (Fiction)
Too many fairytales in your rap
And I don't feel it (Nah)
Too many fairytales in your rap
I had to kill it (I had to kill it, yeah)
Too many fairytales
These niggas tellin' these stories
(Tellin' these stories)
Too many fairytales
And I swear I'm getting bored
I gotta tell it like it is, the street way
(Street way)
I gotta tell it like it is, the G way (The G)
Too many fairytales
These niggas tellin' these stories
(yeah, yeah) too many fairytales
And I swear I'm getting bored
I gotta tell it like it is, the street way
I gotta tell it like it is, the G way

Written by:
Jeremy Biddle, Joao Duarte, Joseph Borden

Publisher:
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