ALURIS - R.F.R Lyrics

Ye ye
Baby you real you really forreal?
I can't trust nobody been runnin away from shit
I don't wanna deal
Jus got back, I'm home, bitch, real,
I'm boutta make us a meal,
You know I bring in the bag for you
Baby tell me how you feel

She said oh I'm gettin old,
I been doing this on my own,
And I don't need you to hold me down,
But I ain't got nothing left to hold
Need you to be my armor,
Ay need you to guard my soul,
Need you to be my karma,
Dont let em drain me broke

Remember way back in the day
Ain't goin nowhere still doin the most
Ay, I been a player forreal,
But I can't breathe been choking on smoke
Ay, know I got played forreal,
Got tapped in but I got too close,
Ay, now I get plays forreal,
Bump my shit from coast to coast, ay

This hoe want me to save her
But I ain't one for saving hoes,
I ain't doin no favors for you,
Drop you off and I gotta go
I got all these bitches depend on me
So I keep an extra phone,
So if they call me I can remember
Whether they real or if they gone

She wanna run away
But she don't know jus what I done
Be my ride or die,
Stay my side you number one
Look me in my eyes,
Tell me your secrets, all your flaws
Baby don't you cry,
Ain't got time we dippin the law

Smoke on the J and get faded,
Feeling the gram get sedated,
Counting the bands right now,
Tell mama I made it,
I wanna be there for you
I wanna see you strive baby
Smoke be clouding my eyes babe
Hold the wheel I can't drive babe
Still wanna be mine, baby?

Baby you real you really forreal?
I can't trust nobody been runnin away from shit
I don't wanna deal
Jus got back, I'm home, bitch, real,
I'm boutta make us a meal,
You know I bring in the bag for you
Baby tell me how you feel

She said oh I'm gettin old,
I been doing this on my own,
And I don't need you to hold me down,
But I ain't got nothing left to hold
Need you to be my armor,
Ay need you to guard my soul,
Need you to be my karma,
Dont let em drain me broke

Don't let em drain you no,
They tryna steal my flow,
They tryna take my hoes,
I'm downtown in that rolls,
Im just gon get the dough,
Im just gon get that paper,
Im tryna keep my stacks together
That shit too big for the stapler

We takin over the earth,
We jus f*cked, she off a perc,
I'm goin up so easily, man I jus can't see my luck,
I dunno what she see in me, but man I don't give a f*ck,
All of these niggas I'm passing up, I swear that they biting the dust

Yea yea yea yea
Gettin that money a must,
Used to be riding the bus,
Jus so you know I got it clutched
I don't wanna hear no fuss,
I been about my bag yea,
Niggas been broke since last year
I been dealing with my past yea,
Shit been moving so fast yea

Baby you real you really forreal?
I can't trust nobody been runnin away from shit
I don't wanna deal
Jus got back, I'm home, bitch, real,
I'm boutta make us a meal,
You know I bring in the bag for you
Baby tell me how you feel

She said oh I'm gettin old,
I been doing this on my own,
And I don't need you to hold me down,
But I ain't got nothing left to hold
Need you to be my armor,
Ay need you to guard my soul,
Need you to be my karma,
Dont let em drain me broke