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ten toes down / hard being real - albee al lyrics

[intro]
i mean i been doin’ some sh*t in my life
like most n*ggas would break from it
(i stay on it)
yeah, it’s so hard being real
it’s so hard being real
swear, it’s so hard being real
it’s so hard being real

[verse 1]
sold my soul to the devil, and the price was cheap
yeah, it’s cold on this level ’cause it’s twice as deep
codeine and them percs make me fight my sleep
high school, you know i used to sell white for sneaks
see murders up close and i played a part (d*mn)
can’t swim in these waters if you ‘fraid of sharks
beam on thе strap like i’m afraid of dark
when i die, thеy f*ck around, try to frame my heart
i swear you wouldn’t find another
when it’s war, i’m tryna find his mother
let the ladders climb his brother
i ain’t worried, scoob, i got it covered
hold up, they drag my name in the mud and my white robbins
people i really love, heard that they plotting
free drink, i heard the feds got ’em
if it’s a problem, k a head, shot ’em, speak your mind n*gga
these n*gga’s p*ssy, not my n*ggas (never)
i think you really tryna die n*gga
i could set it up, my lil homie with a mask come and wet you up
when it’s on, ain’t no letting up (ever)
i been getting to the cake
i let some f*ck n*ggas in but that was my mistake (for real)
i put a stop to that sh*t like i hit the breaks (for real)
and sha switched up on me, so i gave him sp*ce (what happened to him?)
when you got shot man, i was your crutch
’cause loyalty is never enough, f*ck!
got the car, you got hit and i just grab it still
by myself and i went on the drill (bang! bang! bang! bang!)
yeah, true story, i’m one of a kind
i know my kind is so hard to find
even drop some tears when i heard the n*gga lost his mom
told him we could share mine, guess the n*gga lost his mind
we used to rob n*ggas, shoot n*ggas, talking all the time
argue like brothers ’cause brothers argue all the time (don’t they?)
[interlude]
yo, let me sip this a lil bit
(don’t they?)

[verse 2]
still pouring liquor for my fallen soldiers
getting drunk ’til i’m fallin’ over
keep the strap on my daily, you will die if a n*gga try play me
yeah, this fake sh*t is hard to digest, facing all this time
i lost my brother in the process
plus, i got n*ggas hating on me for my projects
giving head shots, nothing lower than your biceps (boom! boom! boom!)
f*ck the opps, you know how it work
i pop a park and go berzerk and put ’em on a shirt
put ’em on a shirt
i pop a perc and go berzerk and put ’em on a shirt
i ain’t tweeting if we beefing
i just tell the shooters eat ’em when you see ’em
yeah, knock on your door like i’m house keeper (who dat?)
leave the house sleeping
hold up, shooters with me, all star weekend
had your b*tch with me all weekend
on splash and her head game decent
you the type that’s still gon’ cuff her like the precent
speaking of precent, n*ggas want to see me locked up
[?] a rat, he would pro’lly give his pops up
catch me in the club, twisting fingers, throwing blocks up
free the home, reak n*gga, west side n*gga, what’s up?
hate when n*ggas watch us, wrist all rocked up
team full of shooters, how the f*ck they gon’ stop us?
all the hyper active sh*t you doing, get you chopped up
really know these hoe ass n*ggas, they are not tough
i’m from the city that will be glas to hate you
you could give ’em mad [?], still be ungrateful
stuck with me through the rain then i want to thank you
had a b*tch to say “albee al, i had to hate you”
she stopped caring about herself
stopped going to work and stopped caring about her wealth
turned her back on me and she thought that would have helped (uh huh)
now she in my inbox tryna tell me how she felt (what you tell her though?)
see, it’s so hard being a real b*tch
if it was easy, i wouldn’t wanna do it, do it
now, me and my shawty on this vacay (yeah)
instagram and like you b*tches [?], hard being real!
[hook]
oh, it’s so hard being real
i swear, it’s hard being real
it’s so hard being real
but i’m real, i’m real, i’m real
i’m real [?], i’m real [?], i’m real
it’s so hard being
rest in peace to jamel, you heard

[outro]
tell me, tell me

- albee al lyrics

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