2 Real

[Chorus]
All these beats sounding the same, I guess a nigga gotta rap different
I'm taking drugs, different kinds but I don't feel different
Catch her son down bad, send him up, that's the lord's will nigga
But that don't mean I don't feel nigga, this shit hurt for real nigga
I got demons, ain't talking killers, they fuck up my feels nigga
Quick to pulling triggers, I don't need a gun, my top woulda been peeled nigga
Turn it on myself, like fuck this wealth, and fuck my fucking health nigga

[Verse 1- MUN Zay]
But I digress, empty my chest, go grab a chair cus I ain't finished yet
How a nigga addicted to you but I ain't even get in it yet
How I feel for you and I ain't even felt you yet
Nah better yеt, I ain't even met you yеt
You cloud my brain, I go insane but I'm ok with that
Ain't tryna make this a love song, I'm always saying that
You wanna know what I'm thinking, ask when I'm drinking, I'll tell you everything
Having dreams bout blowing brains and buying wedding rings
I keep saying sorry, that's the old me, I thought I killed him
I keep rapping on these beats and they don't feel em
Like what I'm rapping for, niggas talking like they rich, boy what you capping for
Imma demon baby, screaming fuck 12 and screaming drugs galore
I know I'm fucked up, but you didn't leave, made me love you more
This ain't a love song, fuck let me switch the flow
Brand new cars and brand new chains, that's on my mind nigga
Right along with you, ok that's the last time
Ride along with you thats my favorite past time

[Verse 2- faybugoutt]
I'm the baddest bitch you ever had, the thickest bitch you'll ever get
I'm telling you this pussy gon drive you crazy and you ain't even touched it yet
We gon smoke all night until the weed gone, we gon fuck all night until the love gone
I pull up to yo crib wit the taurus yeah you know i love to spin on the opps i pray to god that he take care of them
When i'm 38 you calm me down cause shii get real i ain't tryna end up like the bros behind a jail cell
His ex want him back but oh well if you can't have him, she can't have him, then no one else will cause im the only bitch that he gon be taking onna shopping spree
Its okay if i get her hand me downs because their ain't gon be nomore handing downs
I'm talking to his momma she said take care of her only son for me
I wish i was down south with you because i can't take it being in NY alone without you
We done came so far i pray to god that we go further, we gon drip each other down in designer
I know i gave you the wrong impression many times but just know imma forever be by your side
Just like Lola i needa a rough neck nigga on the tongue and all he want is a semi automatic with a drum
He got what he want and i got what i need
So baby just know that you are the one for me

[Verse 3- MUN Zay]
Ain't made a sad song in a minute, it's different from last time
Taking drugs to hide the pain, I don't cry, I just laugh now
No cap, I feel like NoCap, I keep drowning in my styrofoam
I wanna call but you dead, can't hear that dial tone
I wanna ball but they dead, so who the fuck gone see me now
I'm a role model at my school, some niggas wanna be now
They don't know the pain that come with it, that shit beat me down
Taking all these pills, the percocets, how the fuck they eat me now
This shit too real, I crack a seal and I sip raw nigga
She a real bitch and she fucking with a raw nigga
I won't be no dawg, but shorty Imma bark nigga
This ain't a love song, ok just some parts nigga
If you don't like it, fuck yo feelings, heal yo scars nigga
I can't heal mines, these deadlines ain't seeming far nigga
I'm shedding tears I ain't know I had, it got me stuck or sum
I wanna be ash, put me in a casket, I'm my momma son
My pops don't wanna be ash, he wanna be buried like his momma'nem
I don't get it, but I get it, that's how we all is
If you get it then you hurting, that's how we all is
Ain't no sense in hiding,the pain I done found it, it's surrounding
Smoke the pain away and sip syrup, now I'm drowning, yeah

[Chorus]
All these beats sounding the same, I guess a nigga gotta rap different
I'm taking drugs, different kinds but I don't feel different
Catch her son down bad, send him up, that's the lord's will nigga
But that don't mean I don't feel nigga, this shit hurt for real nigga
I got demons, ain't talking killers, they fuck up my feels nigga
Quick to pulling triggers, I don't need a gun, my top woulda been peeled nigga
Turn it on myself, like fuck this wealth, and fuck my fucking health nigga