Rylo Rodriguez – Too Real Lyrics

Too Real – Rylo Rodriguez Lyrics

One of my niggas slick said, I’ve been acting funny since I got money

Turn bro up onto bags, let him have the shit that I fronted

I can’t bring my pistol in my show, you know it got canceled

Thinkin’ me and her on the same track, but I had outran her

Thinkin’ me and bro on the same page, but this a new chapter

Can’t fall out with my bro about no hoe, I let the crew jag her

My trust inside a Glock 20, button’ll make it shoot faster

He a rat, keep him shackled

Free them niggas who matter

Everytime they need some paper, only time they askin’ for my number

They only call me with their problem, they don’t never ask about my momma

They don’t never ask about my sister

Niggas who I love can’t know where I’m living

death hurt me, had me in my feelings

Comin’ from the ‘jets, like air whistle

Took so many shots, he probably died tipsy

Bruh’ smoked a nigga the whole city love, now his family hot

Money on his head, killer intent, know we campin’ out

Got to hang with these niggas my whole life, since we was project babies

I can’t pick the phone up for you no more, ‘cause you cooperated

Got way more problem right now then I had when I was broke

Cuz’ stackin’ bread like YTB Fatt, glad he got a loaf

caught a nigga with his children, no pass, he gotta go

Bruh’ dropped the opps for some lil’ bread, to that we gotta’ toast

Shot Wayne, seen bullet holes through the windshield glass

Cartier watches on you, insta snap

He got getback, now he incarcerated

We’ll say the family proud

Tryna’ get his members to send some pape’, they gave him the runaround

Facetime , he in a cell, he say he miss putin’ that shit on

He gettin’ geeked, ‘fore he hit court, so you know he finna go sit down

Take a xanax right before his sentence

Quay and syrup messin’ up my kidney

Interrogation, bruh ain’t stand on business

How the state subpoena you for a witness?

You said I knowd’ you my whole life, so I’m ‘posed to look past that and I’m trippin’

But it get to a point, where you can’t defend who you can’t

He high on drills, pink roxy, got lines of green in his drank

I pray he spin ‘till he can’t, I hope he spin ‘till he faint

I don’t get that , plus I ain’t no lame

I’m from Mobile, you smack a killer, that’s how you get your name

He ain’t got no heart, he ain’t got no loyalty, he ran off with a chain

Even though he did, that don’t mean you get the police involved, you strange

Hurt me I gotta’ watch my back around some of these niggas, my day one brothers

My lil partna’ got booked, tryna fly him on the plane and bruh luggage

Niggas leaked my album, I went to the booth, dropped more songs, switched the cover

Been a minute since I stayed at a female house, I remember kickin’ shit with Trouble

Whole city know I love that girl, get to wonderin’ “Bae how we still together?”

Like “what you see in me, you done caught me cheating, you know you can do much better”

I respect you highly, fuck your friend say, I won’t do that ever

I had heard the news, bruh gave his L back, I’m thinkin’ who lil’ mega

Before my probation, I got like a few more weeks ‘till I be a bunkie

Bruh play with his nose right in front of me, I should’ve told my brother to junk it

If I come outside and I got it on me, I ain’t never gotta garnish nothing

Quarter ticket on my people lawyer, I done freed more niggas than Harriet Tubman

pick a strange side for my brother, if he lyin’, I’ma roll with it

See you ‘bout to make it, they gon’ try and stop you

Haters, stop goaltending

I’m direct like Cole Bennett, I was drinkin’ controlled substance

Fuck niggas ain’t sold nothing, stop playin’ you

Which one of you niggas gon’ jump in the backseat, if they come take a member?

You don’t like to jump, errbody’ get to stickin’ his hands out the window

Always askin’ when my music drop, can’t ask me ‘bout my mental

When I’m at my shows, I ain’t stunting no hoe members got credentials

Won’t take her key but, she’on never give no space out, had to then enter

I can already tell me and bruh gon’ fall over hoes, this lil nigga tender

He told in the police car, he’ll post on facebook, I went and unfriend him

It ain’t black and white, so a couple niggas from my city be tryna defend him

Tryna talk to twin, like, kids in here, you service where you stay at

It’s gon’ do for the Feds will warrant to search where you lay at

5k for , used vacuum seal, distributor

Wouldn’t know which one the shooter, we don’t post no pictures on computers

Fucked up, I had start responding for her to abort it before she kept it

She had tried to fight me, it took a lot not to sock her, even though she messy