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Turned Into A Villain
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Skooly
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So here's the deal So, so here's the deal Check it I could've got killed for this You know they got a script for this Could've got you dipped for this Yeah, is it rich for real? I'm tryna be rich for real Could've got you hit for this Fuck it, could've got you killed for this Real is real Fuck it, I'm real as real What you say? I'ma do it right up I'm around it right up Now fuck that, real is real Look, got a deal this year Went through the ceiling year Took me a minute, pulled out the dealership Got me a bigger crib Turned to a villain, yeah I done did it again Top went Gilligan then It's lost, motherfucker got the deal on the biz I might get that shit for a friend I can't, nobody gon' do what I did I'm the illest with a pencil and pen Imagine how it feels when I'm on the pill with a pen I can put a wig on a pig And get a bitch a gig It's pimpin' You ain't know a nigga talk like that Fuck her all night, candlelight salad with a fork right You ain't know I was a boss like that, like oh Listen, I'ma tell you like a OG told me I can give you game but the game ain't free Put the blicky on a nigga, make him sing like me Fuck you talkin' 'bout, niggas? Stop playin' with me and mine's, nigga We don't fuck with y'all, you don't fuck with us Keep it like that, nigga Ain't no middle in it, you understand? Put the blicky on a nigga, make him sing like di da I could've got killed for this You know they got a script for this Could've got you dipped for this Yeah, is it rich for real? I'm tryna be rich for real Could've got you hit for this Fuck it, could've got you killed for this Real is real Fuck it, I'm real as real What you say? I'ma do it right up I'm around it right up Now fuck that, real is real Look, got a deal this year Went through the ceiling year Took me a minute, pulled out the dealership Got me a bigger crib Turned to a villain, yeah I got that shit on me Fuck it, I got that shit on me So big you can get on it But my heart, it be sittin' on me Like it was cool, I was out Then I moved out the house Then mama got sick on me You ain't takin' food out my mouth You ain't movin' like that Fill up the movin' truck Yeah, yeah, we move like that, nigga A nigga got cleared out Tryna be cool I bet, damn I been lookin' for a cure, dog Pourin' out my syrup ain't it My girl ain't shit You gon' make me swerve that bitch VS hangin' out my turtleneck, I got courage My cousin' ain't black and I be bangin' the blue I can get your ass the hookup, too I got service Y'all know, don't be nervous You fuckin' with a cold nigga I remained the same, ain't changed Young nigga game that I gave to some old niggas Michael Jackson gave them the thrill But they don't wanna say what it is, it's real Put your bottle in a playpen Just so she can play with my kids Gotta get what I give, yeah I could've got killed for this You know they got a script for this Could've got you dipped for this Yeah, is it rich for real? I'm tryna be rich for real Could've got you hit for this Fuck it, could've got you killed for this Real is real Fuck it, I'm real as real What you say? I'ma do it right up I'm around it right up Now fuck that, real is real Look, got a deal this year Went through the ceiling year Took me a minute, pulled out the dealership Got me a bigger crib Turned to a villain, yeah
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