Correction Paroles Down for Real par Roddy Ricch

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CashMoneyAP
That ain't your dawg, for real
If all a **** want is... know what I’m sayin'
Check, that ain't your dawg
My n**** stayed down from the... you know what I’m sayin'?
When **** didn't have sh*t, you dig?
That's why we gon' ball forever
Yeah, yeah
CashAP got the beat tight

I wasn't up, but now I'm knowin' how it feel
Stayed loyal to these n***as, looked around and they ain’t here
Cut yourself out the circle, n***a tell me how it feel
I got it out the mud, n***a, that’s just how I feel
You wasn't with a n***a when I was down for real
Had to cut my main b*t*h off, she wasn’t down for real
Tried to infiltrate the circle, he out of bounds for real
A lot of these n***as ain't down for real

Would you put down on my books if I was trapped behind that wall?
Just get trapped up in the jam, see how many n***as call
That's why I don't f**k with n***as, only bad b*t*hes
Where was you at, n***a, when I was doin’ bad, n***a?
Now these n***as flood around, 'cause I got diamonds on my neck
Only f**k with loyal n***as, told my dawg to cut the check
I cut that b*t*h if she ain't comin' correct
'Cause I got too many b*t*hes to even stress
Tell my dawg to get that TEC, like Ron Artest (Brrt, brrt)
These n***as trap and then they ball for like half of the game
Made a profit with his dawg, then spent half on a chain
I wonder why these groupies ain't call when I ain't have no name
I wasn't up, but now I'm knowin' how it feel
Stayed loyal to these n***as, looked around and they ain't here
Cut yourself out the circle, n***a tell me how it feel
I got it out the mud, n***a, that's just how I feel
You wasn't with a n***a when I was down for real
Had to cut my main b*t*h off, she wasn't down for real
Tried to infiltrate the circle, he out of bounds for real
A lot of these n***as ain't down for real

My n***a just caught a 15 off the robbery, I ain't tryna do that
My old b*t*h done got my new number, keep callin' me, text her back like "Who that?"
And my trap at the house, I gotta run up the cheese, I don't f**k with the rats
Gave handouts to these n***as, and I got struck in the back (Ayy)
And my n***a, we ain't cut from the same cloth, I'm in the street for real
N***a I was trapped inside my problems, sippin' that lean for real
Young n***a touched bout 30,000, I ain't even seen a deal
Tryna get a three-piece out the trap for my team for real

A lot of these n***as say they down for real
But when he got up under pressure, he just fold
The pressure made me a diamond, I stood 10 toes
I ain't have to sell my soul to sit in this gold
I wasn't up, but now I'm knowin' how it feel
Stayed loyal to these n***as, looked around and they ain't here
Cut yourself out the circle, n***a tell me how it feel
I got it out the mud, n***a, that's just how I feel
You wasn't with a n***a when I was down for real
Had to cut my main b*t*h off, she wasn't down for real
Tried to infiltrate the circle, he out of bounds for real
A lot of these n***as ain't down for real

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These n***as ain't down for real
And that's just how I feel
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep that

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