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For real, for real Can you imagine being me? Just know you can't, for real No drugs, whole lot of money, whole lot of speculations You couldn't even imagine Can I think out loud? Can I tell myself I'm proud? You ever looked in the mirror and said you foul 'cause you living wild? Can I speak out loud? Is anybody listening? It may take a while May have a lot to say, you heard me? But this ain't therapy This the ex-drug dealer hall of fame jersey This that kept it gangster in every song I might be living wrong This that in the kitchen cooking bricks up in thе zone This that spin the block and spin again until they gonе This that once you got up, you went put your niggas on This that you can't trust no bitch, so you can't find love (At all) This that fuck security, we take pistols in the club This that he so quiet, they don't know what he be thinkin' Millions on my mind, if we ain't gettin' money, why we linkin'? I don't get high to just be high, if we ain't celebratin', why we drinkin'? Big Gotti, I do big shit, I don't know what you niggas thinkin' Yeah, yeah Sometimes I cry when I'm alone Letras de cancionesMost times I don't answer my phone I be talking to God like, "Am I wrong?" I do whatever I gotta do to make it home (But snitch) Don't never think Gotti alone I don't move like that Yeah, I'm mister no pressure, yeah, I'm smooth like that Don't be speaking 'bout— we ain't cool like that So many times i done been doubted You niggas should know that I'm 'bout it Gangster, but I ain't that proud about it Yeah, my visions on billions My visions on building buildings Making street niggas millions I don't gossip or do rumors, I don't excercise feelings You internet gangster-ass niggas, I ain't feeling I'm flawless, I ain't never fold All this pressure and i ain't never told Nigga Big Gotti, big Memphis, you know what I'm saying? CMG Big— um Big everything, nigga, to you little-ass niggas From Letras Mania