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ball for real - lil tweak gmb lyrics

i was in the back
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, hey
aye, yeah, aye

i was in the back of the back
i was down bad
i was kicking doors
i was tryna get me a pack
i was in the trenches posted with some k!llers
glock on my waist all black yeah
glock on my waist all black huh
n*ggas ain’t real they cap, and
that’s my gang
my dawg for real
i was on the block with them dogs for real
i grind i shine
i ball for real
i was on the block with my dawg for real
grind, i shine
i ball for real (yeah, yeah)
aye
grind, i shine
i ball for real (yeah, yeah)
for real, aye
yеah, for real

you play around with my dawg
you end up missing (yeah, yеah)
we young n*ggas
we just came up from the trenches
i know you did me wrong, and i ain’t never gone forget it
i swear when i catch up on my soul
i’m gon’ k!ll em
and ion give a f*ck about a b*tch up in they feelings (ion give a f*ck about a b*tch)
i done came up from the mud n*gga
now i’m tryna get it
it was .45 glocks up inside them buildings
but we ain’t give a f*ck that’s how bad we gone get em
yeah
cause we bout it
n*ggas they doubted
lived and i struggled
and they mad i’m still smiling
momma i’m sorry
be glad, be proud of me
they took that n*gga life
cause he was tryna tell a story
yeah, yeah

and ion give a f*ck about no other n*gga
he was sneak dissin’ to a b*tch
he some other n*gga
know that feeling you alone and ain’t n0body with you
sh*t was just gang gang
now they all forget you
now they ain’t official
on my son, i go get it
free my dog out the prison
they gave him sixteen cause his co*defendant was snitchin (f*ck * * * * )
i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
don’t put my trust in these b*tches
grinding hard on my mama
imma starve till i finish
yeah
these n*ggas broke so i don’t pay em attention
yeah
i’m in my feelings and just start reminiscing
yeah [haha] (yeah, yeah)
and i start reminiscing
yeah, yeah, yeah

i was in the back of the back
i was down bad
i was kicking doors
i was tryna get me a pack
i was in the trenches posted with some crack
glock on my waist all black
glock on my waist all black

n*ggas ain’t real they cap
that’s my gang
my dawg for real
i was on the block with them dogs for real
i grind, i shine
i ball for real
i was on the block with my dawg for real
i grind, i shine
i ball for real (yeah, yeah)
aye
i grind, i shine
i ball for real (yeah, yeah)
ball for real
huh, yeah i ball for real

n*gga shoot, you get k!lled
i be geeking off the pill
i got your b*tch, she on my d*ck and all she wanna do is dance
and she nunn’ decent, these n*ggas ain’t making cents
and i gotta pay my rent, my momma died and they ain’t care
and this sh*t got me upset, and i’m balling with my tech
and i be thumbing through a check
and man i flex and i finesse, d*mn
uh, and i be wilin’ for the set
i be doing this sh*t for real
n*ggas talking, they upset
yeah, yeah
why you mad n*gga, i been in my bag
i was thinking about my wrongs, man that sh*t done got me mad
imma punch a n*gga in his face, and put him on his ass
ion give a f*ck that .45 on me, imma blast
gang

- lil tweak gmb lyrics

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