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letra de r.n.i.k. (real n**** i know ) - hilton

[ verse 1 ]
i’ve been tryna been get baked up
got a couple blunts i’m my coat (coat)
shawty still tryna make up
i be f-cking her friends on the low (low)
she like say it ain’t so (so)
but you know how it goes (go)
on my phone keep a hoe saved
but i never ever save a hoe (no)
met safari on east side
he was screaming “hilton let’s go” (go)
in my city no peace signs
he was thinking bout getting a pole (pole)
catch em lacking on free time
make em cough how he took the smoke
got me feeling like the goat
got outlandish got kelly
waiting on me
told em imma pick em up

[ bridge]
had to flu out my chain, it ain’t sick enough ( shrr )
i got n-ggas who down for the smoke
imma pop rest in peace to the goat
man i told you my circle is big enough
if i fumble the bag they gon’ pick it up
to the real n-ggas i know ( i know )
you a real n-gga, i know ( i know )
[ chorus ]
i know something bout fake friends
know i met them at the cross road ( oh )
they ain’t f-ck with my wavelength
so i had to get it on my own ( own )
i just practice my patience
cause real ones never fold ( fold )
ok, ok, ok
imma get it on my own

[ interlude: kelly & hilton]
[kelly ]
n-gga you built for this ah
n-gga you built for this brah
[ hilton ]
stop gassing a n-gga up forreal
i’m just tryna get a bag
doing what i love you know
[ kelly ]
hayi ncubs bra i dont know why you quit

[ verse 2 ]
i’m a stand out not a stand in
i’m the man now understand it
iced chain looking sea sick
but the blunt say “i ain’t landed” ( woah )
know chill down and let’s smoke ( smoke )
chill down and let’s toke ( toke )
i could tell you ’bout the city life
that’s a life you’ll never get to know ( no )
must stop
can’t stop
won’t stop
i was tryna get the gold ( gold )
had to do it for the city n-ggas
know the ones who be down on the low ( low )
all black like bandits
leave a man down if i demand it
d-mn n-gga gotta hand it
with them fake lives, how you ran it (skrrt )
man the story is out n-gga, give it up
[ bridge]
had to flu out my chain, it ain’t sick enough
i got n-ggas who down for the smoke
imma pop rest in peace to the goat
man i told you my circle is big enough
if i fumble the bag they gon’ pic it up
to the real n-ggas i know ( i know )
you a real n-gga, i know ( i know )

[ chorus ]
i know something bout fake friends
know i met them at the cross road ( oh )
they ain’t f-ck with my wavelength
so i had to get it on my own ( own )
i just practice my patience
cause real ones never fold ( fold )
ok ok ok
imma get it on my own

[ outro : safari ]
its how your closest homies be the
ones to switch up
expectations be the sh-t that
mentally destroys you
d-mn n-gga, i just gotta keep my head up high

- hilton

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