Steez - Real Common

[Verse 1]
Fresh out the backwoods, where niggas roll backwoods
We breaking laws...Smoking on that good
Applause to my flaws, That hold all the things that stood
………For I
………To live, To learn, To love, To die
………To hurt, To crush, To kill, To lie
………To take,To steal, To sell, To try
………To fail, To crash, To soar, To fly
………These things involved to touch the sky
………Why
These are just the dreams that I chase for
And I didn’t have to move white like erase boards
I’m from the block if they don’t got then they’ll take yours
But I got another set of goals I gotta race toward
These rappers so bozo the court jester
Bow down right now clown this my sector
I eat these emcees Hannibal Lector
And we be at ease unless you try to come test us
This was just a game when they through me in
But I evolved watched em dissolve now who the man
I got no time for these hooligans
Tryna get bigger bands so I can tune them in
Flip whole meanings like entendres
Unapologetic like Beyonce
They want me to fold, crease, or concave
But the flow is so ice cream cold picture a Sunday
Ok now wait and make a play, lets get a view of this
When I move you move that sounds Ludacris
Everything you view and dub as new we used to it
Master P can see its no limits to your foolishness
You can see the people they watching
The devil doing evils he plotting
Walk in precedence with caution
To gain the world and lose your soul you know that equals to nothing

[Hook]
Said I’d be gone by 5
But it’s sunrise and I’m still in your bed
Goodnight, usually means goodbye
And me replaying memories in my head

[Verse II]
Hold up…Let me think for a second
(This shit is happening to fast)…Let me blink for a second
(They used to talk well I laughed)…Now let it sink for a second
(Fuck that, now I'm mad)…Well gone and eat for a second
First off I been the man in the city for a while now
I peeped game and allowed you niggas wild out
Now I’m back with And 1’s for all of you foul outs
You has beens just need know it’s my time now
808’s like Kung Pow enter the fist
Feeling like Kung Lao with the flick of the wrist
Shaolin with the Nikes I’m killing the kicks
They be like Steez stepped out on some ridiculous shit
I got the dreams tryna chase a milla
I mean I’m Sorry but not Sorry that’s all word to Bryson Tiller
Take advantage of the life that’s in us
And if I gotta act a monkey better know that I fight gorillas

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