#One #Blood #Real #Homies #OneBloodRemix #Family #Keeping #It #True #NewEraSuperStars #Bmbest #Life #Around #The #World just cockiness, over there, we catching body's. out here. real homies on the turf, leave faces on white shirts. mind the wrong business, end up dead in the trenches, fuck your feeling's. we can spot a bitch ass nigga. still biting his fingers. all that noise, put your ass in the graveyard. hail mary full of the grace, ripp off his face. rebirth of Makavelli, I'm Back! squeezing on that ozzie, got shot the fuck down. ooowee. gorillas on ever street, where we be, claim mines, not safe, save that tuffines, on a app, who you really bluffing, pulled up on your ass busting. FBAV- for blood and vegeance. autopsy, they mop him, 187 robbery, Why you talking, save that drama, explain yourself we got more problems. pussy rappers I don't acknowledge. send shots they get silence. so fucking mindless. mean mug, bet your ass want show up. calling out names, this is a different class, remains in a black bag.dragging by the river. take out the trash. We shutting shit down in here. Real Recognize Real on the grind from night until the sun light. you hear. how we getting paid. thinking that you big wear a helmet for that head. shots where I live. leave his ass dead. is a battlefield. haters don't like that, never stopping my grind. Gots 2 be a g. Louisiana South Side. all the way to West is bout to go down. We Da The Best! mind yours, blowing smoke, many caskets close. pouring drink as it goes low. driving on the road, with heavy loads. to be the best, I earn that respect.you already know. I can do bad all by my self. Z-ro carrying the world on my back. these days niggas rat, I never fuck with that. dropping heat, fuck beef, some days I didnt even sleep. my family had to eat, getting lost in them streets.all that noise, just talk, no heart, so soft. Da Booth where it is, fuck yall. and everyone that moves. not listening, snatch him. bag them. a cold world we in. must be hell, just dead souls, that walk those streets. let the heat unfold, eyes close.body cold caskets goes. all my real homies dead and gone, behind bars calling home. got 2 be street smart. to many snitches, setting traps, why rat, take the charge, 2 kilos in your car. bible on my dresser, lord forgive my trespassing, uzie for these bastards. when they trespass me. playing games, I'm not entertain. stay in your lane lil nigga, die quicker, everybody wants to be the goat. I'm lion, y'all lying, eat you slow. wear the crown, never bow down, Real Recognize Real when I'm around. giving yall time, all I hear is sounds, no passion,just gas with no matches.