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help me - real boston richey lyrics

[intro]
at this point, it’s like i’m beggin’
sh*t, if i gotta fight for love, then, sh*t
it’s like i don’t even, i don’t even want it
(known to let that mac fly just like my n*gga doe, bah)
help me
baby, can you help me?
baby, can you help me?
baby, can you help me?

[verse 1]
i’m tryna get my life together, leave these hoes alone
pray to god i can leave the streets, this thuggin’ sh*t gettin’ more than old
baby, please don’t leave, but every day, her hеart get more than cold
i’m tired of pipin’ thеse b*tches up, on top of sh*t like provolone
i’m tryna run my digits up, at the same time, watch what them crackers on
b*tch, i call, you ain’t pickin’ up, what the f*ck these hoes be on?
i just went bought fourteen acres, used to stay up in the mobile homes
need a bad b*tch with low body count to put my focus on
n*gga, he tried to end my career, truth be told, i don’t f*ck with holmes
so many bad b*tches up in here, which one of them i’m takin’ home?
b*tch, i’m ballin’ on all these n*ggas, same court that the lakers on
i’m more wealthy than all these n*ggas, baby girl, my paper long

[chorus]
do you love me? do you trust me?
say you got my back, but it’s that paper got you wanna f*ck me
can i keep it real for a second, baby? would you judge me?
i can’t lie, i ain’t been the same ever since them n*ggas stuck me
that sh*t corrupt me
i’ma get that get*back even if i get life, trust me
’til the end, n*gga, i’m kicked back in the cut poppin’ up on bubbly
look your n*gga in the eyes and tell him i say he can’t f*ck with me
if i take her to my house, stick it in, that lil’ b*tch stuck with me
[verse 2]
lil’ b*tch playin’ mind games, tryna trick my mindframe
you block me, b*tch, i won’t call you back, i promise it’s just a mind thing
in that h*llcat, hit the gas, you hear that whine, ain’t it?
upped a hundred pack, i’m talkin’ way before i got signed, baby
why i ain’t got no hit song yet? ’cause i guess it ain’t my time yet
promise to stay down with this sh*t until my eyes go blind, yeah
told you, b*tch, i’m done with all that cheatin’, stop that cryin’, yeah
same sh*t i said the last time, but i ain’t done yet
f*ckin’ another b*tch, i told you i’m out here gettin’ mon’, yeah
told you i’m on the way, but i’m still f*ckin’, b*tch, i ain’t cum yet
bought you another whip, but you just speak on what i ain’t done yet
yeah, i cheated on you, but you were the realest b*tch, i love that

- real boston richey lyrics

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