[00:00.000] 作词 : Tyquain Bowman/Darryl Clemons/Kevin Andre Price
[00:00.234] 作曲 : Tyquain Bowman/Darryl Clemons/Kevin Andre Price
[00:00.468] Pooh, you a fool for this one
[00:02.903] Go Grizz
[00:04.368] Damn, man, it's a shame, my *****
[00:05.997] I changed, my *****
[00:07.408] Some things just don't go
[00:09.476] Seem like every time you put your hand out
[00:11.455] To gift somebody, some ***** bite your ****
[00:14.315] You know, I ain't done nothin' but keep it real with them **, you heard me?
[00:19.002] But ****, that's how **** go
[00:21.304] Some n**** want you locked up
[00:23.521] Check this out, look
[00:24.621] My ***** took the charge for me, for that he real
[00:26.580] What would he think of convicted felons who step and press that brand new crib?
[00:29.887] Jumped off my grandma porch, ever since, I been in the field (Sorry, grandma)
[00:32.406] The real fans feelin' like I changed since I got this deal
[00:35.191] That really hurt me to my heart, Sosa died on this block
[00:37.862] I got turned on to Young Jefe, then went and got a Glock (Glizzy)
[00:40.366] I was out searching for real love just like Mary J. Blige
[00:43.083] I told lil' Filthy, "It's Crip love, I love you with my heart"
[00:45.883] Real love, yeah
[00:49.481] I'm searching for real love
[00:52.336] But I guess that I'm blinded  I've been searching for so long
[00:54.692] But I just can't seem to find it
[00:56.264] I lost lil' Quahfee to that heat, Mama Marta to cancer
[00:59.322] They sent lil' Leeky up that creek, too much **** I can't handle
[01:02.038] He got a ***** on Facebook, with Dickie 'fits and camo (On God)
[01:04.638] Tim cock it back and let it bust 'til it ain't got no ammo
[01:07.367] Shout out to Brozak, he taught me to put the paper first (Stack up the guap)
[01:09.892] It hurt to face the fact my lil' cousin on paperwork
[01:12.468] And I'm the one showed you the shit, that's why I wanna slap you
[01:15.348] All the iron you slung and licks you hit, that **** don't hold no value
[01:18.035] Real love
[01:21.579] I'm searching for real love
[01:24.074] This for my dawgs in the pavement and you ain't have to take a stand
[01:26.909] Well, you still made a statement
[01:28.624] Real love, yeah
[01:32.705] I'm searching for real love
[01:35.122] It's too late for all that butter love I gotta show you come straight from the gutter love
[01:38.859] Young black mind, the chosen one, he took his family out of poverty
[01:41.544] What you do when you've been crossed so many times without apology?
[01:44.405] Mind naturally stable, but I don't think I'm able mentally
[01:46.806] The way I bang the wheelchair, you would think I had a disabling
[01:49.533] While I was lost seekin' for love, I lost myself, it ain't no fair to me
[01:52.072] I was writing raps just out my cell
[01:53.360] I was scream and yell, this not to the place to be
[01:54.892] Who going next, it's maybe me stress to my girl like "Baby, please"
[01:57.277] Don't play with us, we play for keeps
[01:58.984] All of my *****s slang iron in the streets
[02:00.361] Top shotta droppin' a bag, I bet I get him deceased
[02:02.665] Red watched him put on his mask, I want them niggas six feet
[02:05.188] Don dada who self-employed but still sing to the streets
[02:07.898] Big choppers, we love to bust 'em every time that it's beef
[02:10.634] Take me out the ghetto, but you can't take the ghetto out me
[02:14.099] We just some cold-blooded killers, we gon' live in these streets
[02:16.745] And we been steppin' on them niggas every time that it's beef
[02:20.222] Want them ***** dead and gone this week