KeY Wane

KeY Wane - They Said lyrics

rate me

feat. Roscoe Dash, King Chip & Dusty McFly

They said I was gonna get paid, my nigga, but damn

They said I was gonna get laid, my nigga, but damn

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

They said these niggas gonna hate my nigga, but damn

They said these niggas gonna hate my nigga, but damn

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

Every day I wake up and I praise the Lord

‘Cause it’s another day I get to ride around in what they can’t afford

I beg your pardon, my whip’s clean, I’m fresh as fuck, my bitch mean

No pressure her, she freshen up while I’m resting up

So when I wake up it’s the naked but on a regular

My nigga, I bingo, go figure

For they swallow me like I was royalty

I’m well told to beef, well that’s true

On a beat to go, go realer, guaranteed to go four miller

Every time, all the time, I got money all in my phone line

I said one time for my crew, we get paid as fuck ‘cause we do

I’m here laid as fuck ‘cause we do

But what if we lame as fuck, that makes you

Hater ray for them hater main, I’m all lay awake in this place

With mad whiskey two bad bitches, they used to take, to play badminton like

They said I was gonna get paid, my nigga, but damn

They said I was gonna get laid, my nigga, but damn

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

They said these niggas gonna hate my nigga, but damn

They said these niggas gonna hate my nigga, but damn

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

Got a bag on the way, though

Just waiting on them, fuck the core

Tell my niggas don’t stress and shit

‘Cause one day we all gonna grow

Real nigga from day one, I’m putting on, my niggas on

Real nigga from 4-1, niggas know that, that’s my hood, dog

I wake up with a hangover of rose and Don P

Light skin, nigga, white glove, hoes swear to God they’ve seen Don Beat

Think away of where you found me, broke ass niggas can’t outshine me

I pay 20 sleeves for the time piece and the white gloves cost 5 sheets

Been grinding nonstop for 8 weeks, bout to hit your main bitch, she a straight freak

Been thinking about flipping me an AP ‘cause this spot still banging like Dre beats

Got balls in a red ball, 8 rate each, can’t let y’all broke niggas fade me

Your hoe ass nigga stay hate me, but it’s always fuck you, pay me

They said these niggas gonna hate my nigga, but damn

They said these niggas gonna hate my nigga, but damn

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

Real niggas don’t got friends, niggas just got fam

Thanks to m for correcting these lyrics

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