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unsure - nast b lyrics

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uh, yeah
i′m in philly right now man
shout out to rec philly (yeah)

let’s go (let′s go)
it’s nast

yeah, look fresh up off a re*up
n*ggas wanna be us
creepin’ on his block but i′m like f*ck it hop out let ′em see us
trunk was full of p’s
i had to be alias so i took a prius
smoking on this za, they call it zero
this that g. arenas
yeah, a lot come with this game they gon′ snake or try to cheat ya
you gon’ be fighting with some demons that′s the sh*t that they don’t teach ya (d*mn)
it be days i wanna quit
it be days i want a feature
it be days i don′t say sh*t
and it be days i’m like a preacher
i be in and out of la, they should bring me on the leakers
you too scared to take a risk that’s why yo b*tch ass in the bleachers
meanwhile, i was giving game and earning stripes like i′m adidas
i put my whole team in motion
we ain′t tripping if you leave us
i’m the echo for the trap
i would say voice but this sh*t deeper
you can′t pick and choose when you stand on business that ain’t a leader
you either in it or you not
it′s either fn’s or it′s glocks
i put my tax on every p then shave the profit off the top
you n*ggas boney i can see it in your demeanor
all them si’s in your jewelry
you keep on renting out them beemers
you ain’t got sh*t up in yo name but you gon′ charge it to the game
i hope yo co*d keep it solid and never turns out to be flames (i hope)

it′s a lot you gotta keep yo eyes peeled for (it’s a lot)
i can′t believe what some of y’all got k!lled for (i can′t believe)
they be like, “nast tell me what you keep it real for?”
cause when i’m preaching to the people
i′ont wanna leave ’em unsure (nah i don’t)
i can′t be unsure
i wanna feel more
the sh*t you need is what you should be asking for
you gotta want more and know your worth for sure
i can′t believe what some of ya’ll be signing for

if i′m signing any deal i bet i’m still in control (yeah)
cause i got n*ggas on my block still pushing bags for the low
i keep some game inside my music so it′s here when i go
you know this industry is sick, i keep a bl!ck on the road
i keep a bl!ck when i’m in traffic
what i got, they wanna have it
i shoot you bout this cabbage
a few more flips i might live lavish
serving cactus like i′m travis
it’s so much i done established
it ain’t sh*t that i do average
long live drew and free no savage (mob!)
you can never judge no man if you ain′t standing in his shoes
when you living how we living you gotta stand on what you do
none of that funny sh*t be cool
you n*ggas got it misconstrued
the first n*gga that show his hand gon′ be the first n*gga that lose

it’s a lot you gotta keep yo eyes peeled for (yeah)
i can′t believe what some of y’all got k!lled for
(i can′t believe!)
they be like, “nast tell me what you keep it real for?”
cause when i’m preaching to the people
i′ont wanna leave ’em unsure
i can’t be unsure
i wanna feel more (i wanna feel)
the sh*t you need is what you should be asking for (the sh*t you need)
you gotta want more and know your worth for sure
i can′t believe what some of ya′ll be signing for

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