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Real nigga— Real nigga— Real nigga radio (Squat made the beat)
Go, Grizz
Slow down, young nigga
If you speed through life, you gonna miss some of the signs
Course you can't always trust what you see all the time
My nigga, even salt look like sugar

When I can't figure it out, I just pray
I know that I will make it up out of it one day, huh
When you havin' paper, they treat you a certain way
Gotta watch these niggas, these niggas been movin' strange
Then I asked my daddy, he told me the same thang
And I asked my daddy, he told me the same thang
Poppin' all these goddamn pills, I hate pain
I wonder how the world would feel without rain
Kinda hard livin' without you, baby
Been hard livin' without you, baby (Oh)
Tell 'em how you feel about your babe (Oh-oh)
Tell 'em how you hate that you lost your baby
Ain't no better off

Look, I always had a problem with sleepin' alone ('Lone)
Yeah, I can't fall asleep without nothin' to rub on (On, what else?)
Look, I can't go a day without her hittin' my phone
Nah, I can't go that way, she'll think I'm doin' wrong (Wrong)
Look, I spot out the fake, I see you movin' wrong (Wrong)
Huh, smilin' in my face, who would have ever known?
Huh, why these niggas break when you put pressure on?
I swear, when they can't relate, then it's a better song

When I can't figure it out, I just pray
I know that I will make it up out of it one day, huh
When you havin' paper, they treat you a certain way
Gotta watch these niggas, these niggas be  movin' strange
Then I asked my daddy, he told me the same thang
And I asked my daddy, he told me the same thang
Poppin' all these goddamn pills, I hate pain
I wonder how the world would feel without rain
Kinda hard livin' without you, baby

Gotta stop fuckin' with niggas that told me
It's cool to have feelings but can't never show it
And these bitches only here for the money, they showed me
I can't let nobody play me or let no one own me, uh
Grandma said, fuck it, go back to the old me, yo
Simon said, "Bust down one of your Rollies"
Oh, and they always said
"If you don't leave the streets, you probably end up dead"
Oh, remember hangin' whenever we was in the rec'
A long time ago, a lot of memories, can't see it fadin' away
My nigga fadin' away, these bitches fadin' away

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