| Real nigga, real nigga, real nigga radio
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| Uh, he say
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| Gotta listen to whatever word he say
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| Gotta listen to whatever he say
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| Yeah (Listen to whatever)
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| Look, uh
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| Home state, I had the game, EA
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| No, we can’t ever give these niggas leeway
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| No, we can’t be worryin' 'bout what the streets say
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| Gotta tote the four-five, know we keep spray
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| Uh, got at least four or five brewin' when we play
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| Be cool, you don’t really want a wound from the K
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| Be cool, you don’t really want them goons in your place
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| Be cool, lil' dude, it ain’t nothin' to get you ate, yeah
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| I’ma pop shit like I never did
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| Whole lot of money, ain’t it evident?
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| Call it like an elephant
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| Promise I ain’t never hit, who the fuck you better than?
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| You ain’t got no leverage, we ain’t tryna settle shit
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| Unless you got a body for the bro, we can’t settle it
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| I’m tryna better it, I been on the better shit
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| I just dropped an album and that shit there doin' excellent
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| I just got another mil' ticket and you know I’m still with it, yeah, uh
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| Playin' with my mother, I know she ain’t even deserve that shit
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| Bae didn’t deserve that shit, that mean I won’t ever quit
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| Playin' with my team, full speed how I’m coming in
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| Ain’t nothin' you can tell a nigga when I’m in my element
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| It ain’t nothin' you can tell a nigga 'bout my family
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| Yeah, it ain’t nothin' you can tell a nigga, we gon' handle it, yeah
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| You better know that we gon' handle it, yeah, yeah, uh
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| On my Arm & Hammer shit
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| Spittin' like I’m cancer, sick
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| Plus you know we candle lit
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| Went from riding with a half a brick to a half a ticket
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| Went from baggin' up them groceries, now we baggin' bitches
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| Look, whole lot of addresses, you ain’t got a pad yet
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| Now I got a bag, you ain’t even got a knapsack
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| Uh, droptop bad, so we ain’t never had
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| Hard times turn a little boy to a man
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| Ayy, even though we took some losses, we ain’t go out bad
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| Them niggas turned they back so we ain’t never turned back
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| When you missed your dawg’s call, then nigga, you call back
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| How you go against your dawg? |
| We ain’t never learn that
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| Yeah, uh, and yeah, I’ma ball, but I’m still learning
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| Whole lot of bridges to cross and I can’t burn 'em
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| A whole lot of niggas I lost and it still burning, yeah
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| Uh, came from the slums, lil' nigga, we stayed down
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| We ain’t got no problem whenever we move around
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| Know I’m going even if he dead wrong, look
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| Them my dawgs, I would never change on
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| Uh, change, man, I love you, can’t change on you
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| Change whenever I put my chains on
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| Change whenever I got my rings on
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| Real nigga, real nigga, real nigga radio
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| It’s a cold world we live in
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| One where love can turn into hate and real is almost always fake
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| Dawg, it’s a tough lesson to learn
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| Knowing that not everybody wishes you well
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| Now, this is not the ending
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| This is where we stop telling the story
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| See Wish Me Well 3, an album worth of hits
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| Made a mixtape worth of pain
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| Wish Me Well 3 is on the way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wish Me Well Flow , by - YFN Lucci. Song from the album 650Luc, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп