Lyrics For Honor - Fly Union

For Honor

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Me and my niggas live and die for honor
But a nigga 'bout cried when I face your honor
Real niggas don’t cry, I was raised like that
But a nigga tell a lie to keep his pride intact
But I’m on some this is me
And I’m on some fuck that
I’m a man, when I leave
I ain’t never coming back
But the way a nigga think
Put him right back in the trap
Everything they came and took
This is how we get it back
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Me and my niggas never cry about a dollar
But fight over a dollar if you take bread from my mouth or pockets
I got homies sitting on meals like it’s food in they chair
I tell 'em don’t pass the bread
Gotta make my own ends
All my niggas, I’m inspired by them
I’m from the ground up like lightning
Until it’s a piece for the whole team like the Vikings
No money, mo' problems but you can’t throw bread at it
This ain’t a food fight it’s real life
Real like the shit I don’t write
God damn, my life, my sins
On a never ending mission, just to get these ends
Real niggas don’t die, we multiply by ten
I pray to Lord, bless my soul for my sins, amen
I’m just layin' back (back)
In the cut (cut)
Blowin' O’s (O's)
I finally arrive (arrive)
These hoes see me, they hit the flo'
My nigga I’m good (good)
So good, I’m good to go
Real life shit, day and night
Jokes on you, we still alive
Hell of a man
Grandson, second to my father
Ain’t a nigga like me, still missing my mother
Wish y’all niggas could see, my caller ID
How thirty thousand dollars just pop on this screen
Shit, seven million dollars for a view you can’t see
And they still wonder why them niggas trying to be we
That’s me and my niggas
Y’all niggas gone see
How this 20/20 vision got 'em paying these fees
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NY summers, LA winters, Miami nights, celebratory dinners
We in Zuma talking life
Gold bottle, bucket of ice
Made it this far
This something right, now I gotta do it twice
Fuck ya life
It’s been like that for a while
Niggas ain’t fucking with it
Cause it no niggas allowed
Only women, no pictures allowed
No talking allowed
These niggas running they mouth
Till you run in they mouth
Now what we talking about
We out here
My niggas no turning back
Till death do us part
Cut from the same cloth
Niggas gone hate
Nothing to it
I wish 'em well
Never let 'em tell you how to live
Do what you feel
Motivation, told my fam', be patient
On my way in a minute
Can’t complain, cause I live it
So much pain, but I get it
Another lane, then I switched it
In the paint, post and pivot
Fuck if they don’t see my vision
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