Correction Lyrics Back 2 Back by Lil Bean

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Real n***a, b*t*h, don't treat me like I'm basic
Yeah, yeah

Real n***a, b*t*h, don't treat me?like?I'm basic
Them n***as?talkin', tell 'em drop they location,?we paintin'
In that new Jag', I'm speed racin', it's dangerous
Rockin' all this gold, I look Asian

Look, I can make some bands off these Maisons
Takin' pictures with them, pose, n***as ancient
All these b*t*hes on me, they gon' treat me like I'm famous
You better keep a pole, in my city, it be dangerous

N***as better keep they pole, I get roadblock
N***as say they havin' money 'til they road stop, ain't no out
N***a go against us, then it's blow outs, we show out
He ain't got no heart, he bring ho out

Look, and they been askin' what I been on
N***as talkin', they the ones that we gon' get on, it been on
You the type of n***a we just sit on, they pillows
I hear these n***as talkin', but they been hoes
Cotton candy track shoes, I bet they pay attention
He ain't livin' what he say 'cause he just fake an image
Them people love when I speak, and they can't wait to listen
And, baby, cherish what I say because this really is me

I was trippin' since '08, they tryna calm it down
These n***as choose to speak our names when we not around
F**k a Jeezy, I could show you how a chopper sound
Pop a pu**y in his foot and watch him hop around

I bet your b*t*h, she see me and hop up on this d**k
I tell Zay to calm it down 'cause he like droppin' ten
Remember back when it was bad, ain't have a pot to p*ss
Now every day, I'm buckled down, I'm kinda hard to miss

Yeah, and n***as messy like these b*t*hes
Why we talkin' if it ain't about no chicken?
Suckers made a diss, I don't think you wanna listen
Lil' n***as die, I got some lil' n***as trippin'

Tired of n***as talkin' down, but tryna shake my hand
Why n***as think it's only rap? I'm really runnin' bands
I'm out of town, I gotta tax like I'm Uncle Sam
Got n***as tired of eatin' soup because they in the can
Look, and I can't sit up on my a**, I gotta take a chance
These n***as actin' like these b*t*hes, tell 'em be a man
These b*t*hes quick to jump the ship if they don't see the plan
Crack the safe, I'm with my brother, tryna free the bands

No, I can't show you how to rap, too busy takin' risks
This lil' nine'll back you up, now you ain't takin' sh*t
My brother said don't bust that move if it ain't makin' sense
I let them n***as have the hood, I'm really takin' trips

And baby still actin' like she tired of me
I love hard, but I can't let you see that side of me
Yeah, popped the n***a, but he told on me
Remember losin' my brother, I got a load on me, yeah

And I still can't let you n***as see that side of me
Really had to come up out of poverty
I told my mama I got her, and now she worry less
On me, expensive attire, this thousand dollar steps

And I was reachin' out to bruh, but he don't feel my pain
And I been tryna talk to God to help me through the rain
N***a told on his brother, now that's a damn shame
N***as shootin' and dyin', now I'm the damn plane, huh?

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