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realest shit i never wrote - fwc big key lyrics

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[intro]
sweet pea on the beat

[verse]
read my discovery pack from the feds, it said that a n*gga was workin’ (what?)
i don’t know who it can be but i ain’t gon’ lie this sh*t hurt (sh*t crazy)
let my find out it’s a murder (boom), he gon’ be off of the earth
doctors’ll stop all the blood, ain’t sh*t they can do, it’s a [?]
it gotta be one of my brothers (it got to), how the f*ck it come to this? (how it come to this?)
all the money we done made together (all that pap’), all them times we was bussin’ bl!cks
how can you even sleep at night? don’t worry, i’ma tuck you in
this sh*t got my head f*cked up, i’ll never trust again (at all)
n*ggas tryna label me the leader (what?) like i been callin’ hits (huh?)
feds took two*fifty from a n*gga, i’m mad, it was all legit
i been in the crib out the way, i don’t know, i can call the bin
gave up punches for wrap, i’ll never do fraud again (ever)
i wish martin luther king (why?) so it can be all a dream (i swear)
i was tryna take us to ‘ship, was tryna get us all a ring (like i’m ‘bron)
word to respect, where the morals? (morals) i’m on the box for a torus (a torus)
i had to buy me a lawyer, just tryna get rich like i’m porter
i don’t know how to feel, i don’t know who on my side
rule number one in the streets make them b*tches do they job (they gotta work)
somebody got tricked into tellin’, i just wonder who they got (man)
[outro]
this sh*t crazy, man, n*ggas tellin’, dog
n*ggas i grew up with, bro, did all this dirt and sh*t, man
n*ggas be locked in ’til the feds come, dog

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