King Los - Bmore Realer lyrics

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King Los - Bmore Realer lyrics

[Verse: King Libra] Uh young king n***a sh** Descendants was a immigrant Lifestyle so lavish Feeling like prince Aladdin but still Can't find a Jasmine I had then But I can't have What I had then Flow so ma**ive Black Napoleon Dynamite Swagging Fake women wanna ride me No h*mo but I see them n***as riding While I'm on the rise and On top of the game I swear these new girls drive me insane Its an animal game I'm a omnivore I might be with the beef But im on my plant OG kush inhaling green Hashtag young kings Let the trending begin I'm trying to be different But why try to be different When everyone wants to be different Imma be me and not change Girls look at me Like you is such a loser But you be in my face singing I'm your winner In my room I'm reading calvin letters Man this n***a home swear to god he doing better They say I rap about nothing but that's because I choose to rap about nothing I'm bluffing about putting out my songs I thought I can do what I want But I want what I can't have But I'm glad that homies will always have my back And Chyna girl you can get all that uh I mean all that And if y'all n***as still clowning you will fail I be that one strapping Snapbacking Skinny jeans never sagging Johnny bravo looking n***a Never popped a xan or a k**a Shordy want that super ba** Hit her in her baseline And she orgasm every time Wu tang Cash money Dolla da da dolla da da dolla bill ya Get the get the get the get the Fame fortune money All I wanted for my birthday is another good year to live Tell me what's really good if you put live backwards Scotty la flame Taught me that Dropping bars like his last name Oh them dudes over there Yeah I know kinda lame But what's going change them from being them Critics still chirping like crickets Ain't nobody paying attention Why keep your head down when they say heads up [Verse 2: King Los] Uh, gotta be close to him like the woman in The Bible who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth Uh, bulletin we full of sin If we wade in the water, the weight of it might pull us in They, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake Can't fake what you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't Wait, if you're searching for a way, wait I made a way, all my homies used to weigh weight Brakes, pump your brake, brake, brake, brakes n***as break in and take, they don't take breaks I can't fail, I don't believe in it You don't possess humble nor obedience Comedians told me that I wouldn't fly I remember losing family members and I wouldn't cry n***a if you had wooden eyes You could see I'm fly in my future, so why wouldn't I? I'm too good, these n***as good and high Boys in the hood don't rock wit' you Cuba Gooding guys n***as on that "be alike" sh** Guess they "copy, paste" us cause we the right clique Uh, get it? Right click, copy, paste? Life hit a rocky phase, ice wrist, Versace shade White whip, a hockey blade, grill like a hockey mask Chop it like a hockey stick, n***as pop it to pocket cash Talkin' bout you popping gas, running wit' those sloppy cats Same s**as probably be watchin' you get your pockets tapped f** all that co*ky sh**, where I'm from they co*king straps Think you wavy 'til you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap But, I choose to excel Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell Went from no X to one X to two X, well I been nice since my tee shirt was 2XL Yeah that's XX, like two exes ago But it's still all love like X's and O's Cause at some point, we feel we have exes who owe You know an explanation why they made an exit, and oh If you think I'm talking bout my exes, come on, man Tell XXL they've got one more chance But, man I lay low If I ain't on ya list, then that b**h should not exist, Manti Te'o I'm anti A-roll, that sh** they putting up corny Tell these n***as they ain't good enough to bore me I'm just painting so y'all see the story I can't be guarded in rap, to God be the glory King