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letra de real love - trapboy freddy

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[intro: trapboy freddy]
hey
nabeyin
know you feel it when i touch you, baby
hey
oh gosh, oh gosh
came a long way from nothing, baby

[verse 1: trapboy freddy]
we came a long way from nothing, baby
i told you be patient and trust me, baby
i told i was gon’ make you love me, baby
now, we been fussin’ lately
been a lot of kiss and huggin’, lady
you see that bag, i’m tryna touch it, baby
remember them times was wrong, there was nothin’ to eat
what about them times you couldn’t even sleep, i was in them streets?
i had to do what i had to do to feed my family
i had my mama, but my daddy, sh-t, i never seen him
i knew you wouldn’t believe me when you caught me cheatin’
even though i had a reason, i’m still glad that you relieved me
wanna ball like martin, gina, better yet, gucci and keyshia
keep it a hundred with me and i promise not to mistreat you
rubbin’ your feet when you be tired, watchin’ my back when i be drivin’
you can wipe your eyes, i promise ain’t no more cryin’
on the run, you better hide, and come and see me if they find me
get on that stand and lie, cross your heart and hope to die

[chorus: trapboy freddy]
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
tryna get a bag and make you feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
make these people feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
tryna get a bag and make you feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
make these people feel love

[verse 2: tokyo jetz]
i’m by his side just like his glock, i keep him focused
if you ridin’ then i’m rollin’ pull you deeper when you strokin’
got your back just like i’m ‘posed to, you my n-gga
down for the downs, you won’t find a b-tch that’s realer
and if they catch you slippin’, i drop money on the phone
you can call me when you wanna, you my lover, friend, homie
ain’t worried ’bout no rumors, you keep everything a hundred
that’s how i know you mean it when you tell me that you love me
you get a bag, i get a bag too (for real)
and if you need it, i do anything you ask too (i will)
keep my secrets, told you everything i had to (i did)
and you accepted all my flaws and my past too (you did)
you make me better through whatever, i know you won’t ever let up
when i tried to walk away, baby, i know you gettin’ fed up
i’m with you right or wrong, they be sayin’ that i’m trippin’
tell me if it’s love, you feel this with other b-tches?

[chorus: trapboy freddy]
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
tryna get a bag and make you feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
make these people feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
tryna get a bag and make you feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
make these people feel love

[verse 3: trapboy freddy]
i knew this sh-t was real ’cause i could feel it when i touch you
go to sleep, i hold you tight just to let you know that i love you
straight at you while you sleep for all them times i left you lonely
go to sleep, we said full, baby, remember we was hungry
ain’t no more bologna (nah), don’t ever talk to homies (nah)
grind for it if you want it, stack that paper, go in lonely
i’ma support you ’cause you baby, but can’t ever be lazy
yeah, we can f-ck and chill, but baby, i gotta get this paper
was sleepin’ with the roaches, now you catch me on the poster
we roll like rollercoaster, p-ss you the weed and you roll it (roll up)
eat me while i’m smokin’, you be harley, i be joker
you know lately i ain’t been jokin’ and this rap sh-t done got rollin’
support a n-gga, baby, let me know that you here with me
so when it’s time for bet, that you’ll be right there with me
you nothin’ like them amateurs, might just make you manager
and f-ck you an animal, let’s put it on camera

[chorus: trapboy freddy]
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
tryna get a bag and make you feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
make these people feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
tryna get a bag and make you feel love
baby, is this real love? (real love?)
how it’s supposed to feel when you feel love?
make these people feel love
baby, is this real love?

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