Testo Like That - Fredo
Testo della canzone Like That (Fredo), tratta dall'album Like That - Single
You ain't real like that, you ain't real like that (no)
You should tell the truth, you ain't built like that (never)
Summer time so the roof peel right back
I'm living luxury, and last month I was living up in custody
Not police then these models want cuffs on me
You ain't real like that
Riding with my day ones, I'm in the field like that
Can't phone for a ball, I don't deal like that
You ain't real like that, you ain't real like that
My brother's been up in jail for years and I still write back (yo)
I'm on the block with the guys, man, it's still like that (like that)
They say I'm gonna blow but I still might trap (might trap)
Yo, I'm smoking on stardawg, my wrist cost a half-box
Driving them foreigns, see police we park off
'Cause babes I'm a crook, I'll still show you what's good
We can go to The Shard or we can go to my hood
I put ink on my skin, man I'm living in sin
I give bro couple bags 'cause he lives in the bin (free him)
I'm boiling this water then dipping it in
Half a box in pebbles that's minimum cling
So light your weed up if you ever lost a close friend (light)
Or pour your yack if you'll give anything to hold them
I'm coming from the bottom, teacher said I'm hopeless
But now I'm in a Benz, she's cruising in a Focus
You ain't real like that, you ain't real like that (no)
You should tell the truth, you ain't built like that (never)
Summer time so the roof peel right back
I'm living luxury, and last month I was living up in custody
Not police then these models want cuffs on me
You ain't real like that
Riding with my day ones, I'm in the field like that
Can't phone for a ball, I don't deal like that
They say keep your friends far and your enemies close
But it's hard to really who's your friend on these roads
Fam, it's so real I told the label I don't even know still
'Cause a couple years ago I signed up to a coke deal
And If I stopped getting in the work, how would the road feel (how?)
But fam I like this music
Turning up at shows with my niggas, fam I like to do it
Put your phones in the air, this is Lyca music
It's summer time she just wants to have fun and smoke some weed
Told her if she tryna roll, come and roll with me
My shoes costs a lot but I get them Os for cheap
I'm overseas in Dolce jeans
I sat down and learnt how to cook from older G's
Now I'm sitting in the trap smoking potent weed
And the neighbours they know it's me
So I gotta keep 'em real nice so they don't phone police
You ain't real like that, you ain't real like that (no)
You should tell the truth, you ain't built like that (never)
Summer time so the roof peel right back
I'm living luxury, and last month I was living up in custody
Not police then these models want cuffs on me
You ain't real like that
Riding with my day ones, I'm in the field like that
Can't phone for a ball, I don't deal like that
You ain't real like that, you ain't real like that (no)
You should tell the truth, you ain't built like that (never)
Summer time so the roof peel right back
I'm living luxury, and last month I was living up in custody
Not police then these models want cuffs on me
You ain't real like that
Riding with my day ones, I'm in the field like that
Can't phone for a ball, I don't deal like that
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Writer(s): Marvin William Bailey
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