Trouble - Keep It Real lyrics

[Intro:] Hey Gotta Keep It Real I don't do the same thing Gotta Keep It real Gotta couple shootouts Gotta Keep it real Ain't gonna lie am f*cked up Gotta keep it real Had to open up the bank rolls Bank and Seal Gotta Keep it real [x5] [Verse 1:] My baby momma always talking sh** I can't lie i love a thug b**h I jump out the port born ready All the trapping n***a I will war already For the trap houses in the neighborhood Flat screen, thought we was living good Serretta the emerald stripe Pull up to your house at the red light I know triggers, ain't no amateur Im thinking of ways I can handle ya n***a should be dead right now Cause i'm getting they bread right now Trap House closed up All these n***as turn in fear right now I know that n***a never been a thug I know that n***a's a lip I know they gon' snitch I know they gon' fall Sending green dots to n***as that never bought me a mil They be like god damn Cash out, you keep it so real [Chorus:] I hear the trap's at the trap house Gotta Keep It real Had a couple shootouts Gotta Keep it real Ain't gonna lie am f*cked up Gotta keep it real Had to open up the bank rolls Bank and Seal Gotta Keep it real [x5] My baby momma always talking sh** I can't lie i love a thug b**h [Verse 2:] Keep it real with the real f*ck the fake We know they gon' hate Where i'm from is a jungle Either hustle or take n***as don't respect your money In my section, yeah we taking money Serve and cut your boy done Motherf*cker yelling sick of run And i miss my n***a And i been with my n***a But im here for a reason Im still breathing I'm forever sly Im still breathing Without a care in the world And god blessed me with a son, ima give him the world And thats real, with or without the deal I get my hands dirty in that field So ima heal [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I'm 18 with a soccer momma Bad, bunkin the beat with pills n***a gotta do what he gotta do I'm thuggin with you Mr. Steel Hands bloody, i hit that spot around the block So ima heal, the way a n***a move so G-code My old holes still in me, copperfield Oh no, no mansion , no copperfield Still in the streets shooting, he for real These n***as drop, getting my team hot I ain't smelling that They say the n***a who war will be screaming the loudest You is Aliyah hoe I could be back at the They so ready to go Told them i push for real Told them i'm married and you mother f*ckers say nothin I almost got k**ed Should i guess ima k** myself Im rolling the dice, lifes a gamble for real Picture me running from any n***a This unreal, like n***a be real [Chorus:] My baby momma always talking sh** I can't lie i love a thug b**h Gotta Keep It Real