RuudAwakening - Coming From The Dirt (Prod. By CashMoneyAP)
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Coming from the dirt I can tell you that it hurt, smell it on my shirt I can tell you that it's purp, I don't got a job but I tell you that I work, It's not a foreign car but I tell you that I skirt
Run up in this nigga store man I gotta have it, put the money in the bag you don't gotta panic, put the Nina to his grill so he know it's real, but that shit ain't even loaded I ain't trying to kill, I ain't trying to get a mill I just want a meal, I might even bring it back I don't wanna steal, really I just want a loan but they won't approve, I'm just trying to keep my home and I owe some dudes, if these niggas don't get paid I'll be on the news, they'll be coming for my life cause the price high, but I'm a strike first I'm a drive by, hope everybody but the kids and the wife die, I know you don't understand but just goddamn, put the money in the bag and then in my hand, look a nigga in his eyes I'm a good man, I'm just trying to survive if you would man, I'm just trying to provide cause I should man, I'm just trying to be alive if I could man, hope I could man if you would man, look a nigga in his eyes I'm a good man
Yeah I got the scars but I'm glad it wasn't worse, yeah this shit is hard like somebody put a curse, they tell me pray to God and they tell me go to church, or end up in some bars or gon end up in a hearse
But a nigga lost faith since a nigga crossed eight, think these bitches all fake I'm just trying to keep it real, and these niggas fake too I'm just saying how I feel, say you love me to my face I turn around its all hate, I'm just trying to give em reason no I ain't gon let it waste, when I come up in this bitch you gon tell me how it taste, i was walking I was bussin' when them crackers took my plates, so they really not gon like me when I pull up in a wraith, I was knocking I was hustling when my pockets weren't straight, so they really not gon like me when I'm rapping getting cake, I was flipping through the backpage when you stood me on that date, so you really not gon like me when that nookie's getting ate, when I hit it from the back and your moaning and you shake, when I put a bag on it cause I'm bagging badder bitches, that you could of had with me you'd have half of all these riches, look a nigga in his eyes is it good girl
Yeah I be working hard I'll put money in your purse, these niggas funna starve yeah your tummy's eating first, you can be my Marge I'm your homie for the worst, and we can be like stars till the moment that we burst
Keeping it 100, these niggas 2%, I am the one mommy, ain't nothing to prevent, he made you from my rib I like that baby back, like you Kimora Lee you got that baby phat, let me not play with that, let me not break your back, let me just rake these racks, let me not take this crap, let me not spray this cat, let me not make you pack, let me not take you back, let me not face the facts, I don't wanna get into details, I been running circles after these tails, like a dog addicted to females, and I always thought that you would be there, so I never showed you that he cares, but now I'm not with you but he there, for that kind of shit wasn't prepared, but it is what imma be fair, let me not tell you that, let me not yell like that, you know that I fell like that, I wrote you mail like that, you know that I'm real like that, you know that I feel like that, look a nigga in his eyes I'm a good man
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