Verah - Nah lyrics

[Verse 1] Nah mean, I'll spit out a quick sixteen I'm from the streets, the Cov City nightmare's Dream I'm clean, but I got lines like Charlie Sheen's Nah mean, lowe the heat like magazines, nah mean I'm living as every girl's dream, they scream I took your ex girl and now you want beef Your fake beef like wrestlers or horse meat You like "Damn, I gotta keep my strap clean" Gotta keep my creps clean, gotta keep the gra** green Gotta spit about bullsh** just to stay up on the scene I talk about real sh** but you don't what that means It means, I spit to be heard not to be seen Not to be 'reem' whatever that means Don't spit about grime, don't talk Listerine Don't talk popping bottles, Ciroc or Champeen I ain't about that life, I grew up with good peeps I grew up on good streets, raised in a good home Raised up like a king now its time I take the throne Its time you other silly little rappers go home Cause you talk about the ghetto, the one you don't know Just look at your clothes, just look at your creps You wanna talk sh** about blowing up skengs You say you done time while you count it on your rolly I ain't got time for all this bullsh** homie You chat about wrapping up a zoot You claim you got a nine fam, but are gonna shoot? Motherf**er, I said are you gonna shoot?! Good lord, please give this fool the boot, nah What's the reason behind all your spitting? Is it to get girls, cause you seem to lack women Is it to act hard, what are you kidding? You couldn't bang a hammer, what's wrong with you Britain? Nah! [Hook] Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! [Verse 2] Nah, if I was you, I would feel like a fool If I was you, I would rap to get cool If I was you, I would shoot up school Bro if I was you, I would shoot myself too I would call a guy out, shoot that guy too Then I'd take his girl, use her as a tool Now I got some kids, but I don't know to feed ‘em Now I'm doing life, don't know about freedom You smuggled in some bibles but you don't know how to read ‘em So you say, “Where's Jesus when you really need him?” So you feel down, so you feel defeated You just hope your kids don't grow up and repeat it You hear about the stories, so I ask why? Why be a thug? Why lie? Why be a hero when you don't know how to fly? Why be a hero when you're only gonna die? This a f**ing indirect to all you f**ing misfits All you f**ing outlaws and your f**ing bullsh** Know why society think's you're thugs? Because you're always high off your marijuana d** Off your Mary Jane, Molly and your white girl d** You can't get black so give the white girls love Give any girl a hug that turns into a f** That I don't give...full stop! Nah [Hook] Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! Nah! [Verse 3] You wanna be a real man, you wanna get paid Well life's about choices and you chose to get laid You start to hear voices, you listen to them saying “You only live once, so live for today” Nah, you wanna talking living for today Talk about real sh** then we can conversate Nah, I was an MC from day And now I do rap and it pays "But I'm not a rapper" [Outro] Nah mean Nah mean...