Kept It Too Real

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I broke bread wit u nigga showed u where i lived
U talkin nigga but u dont understand wat real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga i woulda killed
But it was my fault nigga i kept it too real

We busted choppaz at niggaz layed in bushes together
U had me fooled dawg i thought u was my fukkin nigga
Woulda did a 100 years for u cuz i fuk wit ya
U taught me wat a good heart in these streetz would get a nigga
Not a muthafukkin thing but a sad picture
Hurt me when i found out u had pussy in yo heart nigga
I never thought id say it but muthafuk a friend
Cuz yo dawg be tha one that cross ya in tha end
Tha shit i kno now wish id done knew it bak then
But goin thru it wit a fuk nigga is wat make a man
I treated yo pussy ass betta than i did my own kin
When a nigga locked up or broke thats when they claim they luv u then

I broke bread wit u nigga showed u where i lived
U talkin nigga but u dont understand wat real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga i woulda killed
But it was my fault nigga i kept it too real

Wat was mine was yours but wat yours wasnt mine
If a nigga woulda told me u was soft i woulda thought he was lyin
But every nigga gon show his hand in due time
I kept it so muthafukkin real wit u that i was blind
Cuz i was too busy showin luv i aint see tha signs
When u needed me pussy i came thru everytime
Whether u was right or wrong fuk nigga i was ridin
But u envied me nigga in tha bak of yo mind
U wasnt a 100 nigga u was real part time
I broke u off when them fuk niggaz wouldnt give u a dime
Aint owe u shit nigga i just wanted to see u shine
U never gave me shit nigga i had my own grind
I aint need yo choppaz i had my own nine
Im a 100 nigga i done did me and yo time
U cant trust yo own homiez who tha fuk can u trust
I got my broad and my choppa so to me thats enough

I broke bread wit u nigga showed u where i lived
U talkin nigga but u dont understand wat real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga i woulda killed
But it was my fault nigga i kept it too real

God aint makin u fuk niggaz like he used to
A nigga believe its hope now before he believe u
And cuz u thug wit a nigga dont mean tha luv tru
It used to matter wat u and yo niggaz done been thru
Nigga be yo dawg one day and turn pussy out tha blue
A fuk nigga gon do wat a fuk nigga gon do
Betta off runnin by yoself if u only knew
Dont mean that nigga a hunter cuz he'll fukkin shoot
And money dont mean u real cuz he got loot
If a nigga heart aint right no tellin wat he'll do
And real niggaz extinct its only a fukkin few
Cuz 99% of these fuk niggaz aint tru

I broke bread wit u nigga showed u where i lived
U talkin nigga but u dont understand wat real is
When it came to yo pussy ass nigga i woulda killed
But it was my fault nigga i kept it too real

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