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That For Real (Explicit) - Kodak Black
DJ Cam gon' show 'em how to drip
JT on the track again
That's my fault expectin' loyalty from n***as
When really I should be mad at myself
I'm mad at myself
I was carryin' 'round a group of unloyal n***as on my back
And just for them to stab me there
That's what I get chasin' after friends that ain't cared
Now I'm tryna get the pin to where you stay and then I'm there
You went against the plan
So I gotta cut off your air
'Cause if you bite the hand that feed you
What you gon' do to somebody else
Can't let that slide all **** n***as gotta die
Y'all gon' **** up the world
My pride to the side playin' Barbie with my lil' girl
Couldn't see between your lines I was caught in a twirl
I like guns and roses she like pistols and pearls
That's my Russian roulette
Put a flower set on your neck
I'm here to protect you baby
So I protect you baby
See me with these different ******* so much it get you crazy
So I keep your diamonds on flush like we in the restroom baby
I apologize so much and you so tired of the fussin'
Ain't gon' hide from the public how much I love this woman
Say you ain't white you Russian
I'm just glad you ain't my cousin
That's the only thing gon' stop me from lovin' you ain't nothin'
Mark your calendar Friday we on a date
We gon' talk over dinner and put everything on a plate
Everything on the table say everything you gotta say
I'm a reaper but I'm righteous a sniper movin' with grace
My plug went to jail but I made a way
This d**e I'm gettin' now ****** up but I make it shake
I'm a ratchet-a*s lil' n***a looked up and I made you bae
And everything I got I obtained goin' through pain
It's my fault thinkin' I'ma meet my wifey in the club
It's just like me to go and turn a white ***** to a thug
I'm steady ******* h*es
You know you shouldn't have let me ****
You wish you never loved but it's too late 'cause you in love
I'm in a 'vert I skeet out then I skrrt
I'm pushin' through the hurt this **** a blessin' and a curse
You hate when I'm on Percs but girl you know I need my Percs
I need you like my purse I ain't got y'all that's when I'm worse
I'm in the club muggin' with no shirt
I'm thuggin' on that **** **** put my pistol in your purse
I don't second-guess my gut them n***as flaky and I'm sure
I gave them chances they turned out exactly who I knew they were
Been too long on this curb it's time to leave
All they did was take when I was willing to give them everything
I had to learn how to swim them crackers sent me up the creek
Tried to spread me on the ground so it's too late to squash the beef
Mom we made it baby you ain't gotta cry
I'm in the back seat I ain't even gotta drive
But **** this Maybach 'cause I'm that for real
**** this Maybach 'cause I'm that for real
