$ain't R Lyrics - For Real

$ain't R - For Real

Y'all should stop playing
Bentley truck
I'm gone
Don't wait for me I'll be back tomorrow
Young nigga i ain't tryna feel no sorrow
Gods path I'll always follow
Can we go out that's a no no
I miss our last convo
Speed dial but my phone is blown out
New watch but it looks like it's stolen
My shield is tough like a roman

Glock with a beamer
Face down and your feet up
I like this gun rapping thing
Because all the racks be coming in
A nigga been broke for a while now
All these racks I'm Wildin out
Call of duty i shoot all of y'all
Get in the car let me take you to the mall
Buy what ever you want
Spending this cash like trump
My life always has speed humps
I also have to be careful
There goes the devil
Finna beat it up like Neville
That's what you must do
Your heart is cold finna feel sick
You go flying that's a magic stick
Sky walker with a magic trick
Told my mom I'll make it
I'll make you meet your maker
Tryna fight my fam your soul ill take it

Y'all should stop playing
Bentley truck
I'm gone
Don't wait for me I'll be back tomorrow
Young nigga i ain't tryna feel no sorrow
Gods path I'll always follow
Can we go out that's a no no
I miss our last convo
Speed dial but my phone is blown out
New watch but it looks like it's stolen
My shield is tough like a roman

Your heart is cold finna feel sick
You go flying that's a magic stick
Sky walker with a magic trick
Told my mom I'll make it
I'll make you meet your maker
Tryna fight my fam your soul ill take it
One day ill make it
Tryna reach for my chain i wont let you take it
I worked hard to get it

Written by:
Ric Maluleka

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