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Young Thug – Recognize Real Lyrics

Young Thug Recognize Real Lyrics, Recognize Real Lyrics by Young Thug ft Gunna

Had to gamble my life
I’m rollin’ the dice
Money ain’t got a price, but talk to me nice
I got my money right
You gotta criticize, but it’s alright
I won’t be victimized
Judgin’ the police takin’ my people’s lives
I’m just signin’ checks and doin’ what’s best for mine
And I ain’t gotta do too much ’cause real gon’ recognize
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

It’s written on your face, like you better than me
I can’t get caught up with you bitches, I’m keeping’ it P
Gotta keep it P, our millenium is the last dying breed (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Louis on me, my arms strong, you too skinny and scrawny
You tellin’ lies, and I can’t fuck with you only
I tear you up and you gon’ never be lonely (Yeah)
I want a Rolls Royce, I want a Maybach
I want a Hellcat, it cost a hunnid racks
You sold a lot of cap, they want they money back
Had to, I cross ’em out, thank God I made it back
I never asked for help
Nobody gave me that
We ’bouta ban all that cap
We only stating facts
And let ’em know how I feel, so I caught my ladies track
And I always stay on track (Yeah, yeah-yeah)

I’m killin’ ’bout my brother, and I know that you see
My new house didn’t come with a key, you gotta type it and see
Fuck your whole game, we smoked the boss
We ain’t smokin’ no leaf
We shop online on a vintage store
Got thousand-dollar tees
We passed the bitch right when we done
She ain’t my wife, how could I see her with my son?
Rockin’ Rick Owens, got the ones that say, “Cunt”
All I do is sit and count racks up by the bunch
Took her out and paid for lunch
Rich off of Pyrex, you can twirl your arm right to left and get a Corvette
5 or 6 million dollar Ferrari don’t know what it start at
I told my teacher I’ma buy more watches ’cause I was tardy
I started screamin’ out the answers before it started
Added that bitch to my ransom, then went the hardest
My homie died, I want answers, so we gon’ spark it
We takin’ over like cancer and goin’ the hardest

Had to gamble my life
I’m rollin’ the dice
Money ain’t got a price, but talk to me nice
I got my money right
And now they criticize
But it’s alright
I won’t be victimized
Judgin’ the police takin’ my people’s lives
I’m just signin’ checks and doin’ what’s best for mine
And I ain’t gotta do too much ’cause real gon’ recognize
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

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