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Real Shady lyrics

Performer Lamont

Real Shady song lyrics by Lamont official

Real Shady is a song in English

Shady, these niggas actin' real shady
Shady, these niggas actin' real shady
These niggas actin' real shady
These niggas actin' real shady
These niggas actin' real shady
I'm thankin' God that he made me
I just been chasin' that cheddar, nigga
I ain't gon' have me no baby
Niggas be hatin' for real, be cappin'
I swear that shit never amaze me
I'm just a lion, I'm stuck in the jungle
I wonder when Lord gone come save me
Hey, hey, yuh, I'm in my bag and shit
I'm a young nigga from trenches, I really be rappin', but this ain't no average shit
Nigga been ballin', I'm stayin' right here on my pivot, like I play for Mavs and shit
Nigga we beefin', I catch you right there on my side, I ain't givin' no pass and shit
For real, huh
Nigga, I been in that field, huh
My nigga trippin', he tried to pull burner at party, I told him to chill, huh
Cappin' ain't never my motive, I'm really a real one, I give you the real, huh
Told him, good shit though, my nigga you always be ready, you keepin' the steel, huh huh
Later that night, we be cruisin'
Talk about shit that we used to be doin'
He like, my nigga I see you be rappin', yeah people they fuck with yo' music
I'm like, thanks, for real my nigga, I'm tryin, I'm makin' improvements, huh
Thinkin' like, damn, this really my nigga for real, but really I'm clueless
But really, he ruthless, now we just pulled up to the crib and we smokin' a blunt, huh
I'm like, shit, my nigga, we finna be cross, cuz we already drunk
We smokin', he talkin' real crazy, said some shit make my antennas go up, huh
He sayin' he selfish for real, he always be takin', he take what he want
Hold up, hold up
Shady, these niggas actin' real shady
Shady, these niggas actin' real shady
These niggas actin' real shady
These niggas actin' real shady
Huh
Take what he want like he Deebo
Threw away the trust like he Tebow
Savage and he got a big ego
If you got bread, he'll shoot you like a free throw
Wish I knew before, hey
Wouldn't let him in the door, hey
He had it planned out before, hey
Ain't know what he had in store, hey
Now we playin' 2K, and we chillin
Talkin' bout all of the shit that we deal with
I promise, this nigga was fearless
Talkin' bout all of the niggas he kill with
And real shit, man this nigga, he grew up with privilege
Type of nigga who wanna be hard
And always claim that he grew up in the trenches
But listen, it's confusing
Subject changes, we talkin' bout music
Actin' different, he makin' weird movements
Got a strap and he ready to use it
Point it at me, I ask what he doin'
Told me to run me my shit
All of my jewelry, he wanted my stick
Cockin' his Glock it's a full loaded clip
Thinkin' like, damn, what the fuck am I in
Shady, these niggas actin' real shady
Shady, these niggas actin' real shady
These niggas actin' real shady
These niggas actin' real shady
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Dejon Smith
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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