Hardo - Love Foreal (feat. Meek Mill) lyrics
I just wanna ask one question
Do all the fame, money and bitches
Was the love real?
Was you real?
[Verse: Meek Mill]
And we was taught to hate our own kind
And you can hate on me homie, you picked the wrong time
Cuz it's a long line and lately I've been all grind
And if nobody wanna work, Ima do it all fine
But when that money all mine, I know they gon' cross sides
Cuz niggas they be jumpin' fast, I just call it offsides
With all eyes and all odds against me
Ima chase my dreams and I won't let my pride convince me
And throw it all away cuz I was tryna be to friendly
And be loyal to niggas that never did nothing for me
Or gave to me through this pain or this rain that I walked through
And I remain still the same but it's my fault too
Cuz I showed niggas the light when it was dark too
Which meaning I let 'em skip the beginning and I start new
Just like I did
And they said if you ain't earn you gon' probably burn it
And I seen niggas take the money over higher learnin'
And you can't teach nobody nothin' they ain't tryna learn it
If it was 'bout fuckin bitches, rollin' up tryna burn it
We could've did that in the trap and it been all that
Since niggas love the hood so much, I let 'em fall back
I used to book the jet and yell out "where my dawgs at?"
But since nobody want the money I take all that
Tryna rise above poverty that's why I'm trappin'
If I don't make it out the hood, I know it's gon' happen
Keep that Desert Eagle they might try me cuz I'm rappin'
And I ain't talking about no Pringles all these chips a nigga stackin'
Same steppin' stones to make it out I'm throwing at the jail
You really gotta focus if you hoping to prevail
Cuttin' love ones off to get it, Goddamn it never fails
Tryna ride a nigga wave, man, that shit don't never sail
When I'm only just relating on the shit I really seen
This ain't entertainment, man, I'm really who I seem
Dark cloud around my city, I'm the winner rearrange
So I'm always brainstorming, I just hope it never rains
Man they wonder why I whip a foreign and rock a gold chain
My folks was gettin' whipped and they was shackled down in chains
And I bet I bring that Bentley down on Martin Luther King
While these niggas chasin' bitches, man, I'm out here chasin' dreams
And I only fuck with niggas, man, that's really gon' strive
And the day I pass, they keep my legacy alive
Used to drop it in pot and I watch it multiply
Used to give us smokers wake ups, just to watch 'em come alive
Man I started in the projects 20 bucks a tenet
So rent was damn near free and dawg we still ain't have it sent in
Now if that ain't the bottom, at the top I finish
Trap illustrated, nigga, this is the beginning