Mr. Groove – Real Talk Lyrics
Artist: Mr. Groove
Song: Real Talk
Once upon a time in the projects yo
I damn near had to wreck a hoe
They shootin’ up the record store
Them n#gg#s won’t let it go
Most of my n#gg#s’ll swear we ain’t stable
n#gg#s put they Nikes on yo coffee table
Once upon a time in the projects
Once upon a time in the projects
At the table with the commission
Having conversations ’bout commission
Movin’ pawns across the board strategic positions
Eyes focused on the prize with perfected vision
See the big body in a big body doing big things
Giant in the city overlooking all you small beings
Keys open doors so I got a master set
Mastered every opportunity cuhz I did the prep (Yep)
All I do is ball all I do is win
All I do is stack ends calculate the spend
You are full of envy call you Mr. Green Skin
Thus a helping hand is one that I will never lend
Concentrated focus on familia the motive is singular
Build a dynasty hold no prisoner
Hold the highest position and never acquiesce
Look how far I’m in the lead now watch it stretch (Watch it stretch now)
Groove is the boss better known as Charlie Hoove
Put it on for my city put it on for the Deuce
While you other n#gg#s mascaraed like Moulin Rouge
I’m craftin’ blueprint’s to make my comma’s move
Cuhz if it ain’t about the money what the f#ck you tryin’ to prove
Not about the money give a f#ck ’bout what you tryin’ to do
Carry on don’t get carried away get carried off
Don’t get caught outside the bounds easy for you to get lost
Done seen too many of these n#gg#s live fast and die young
And leave they family with nowhere to turn but go funds
Stupid is as stupid does and most you mother f#ckers is dunce
So when the game change they fail to adjust
Practice the fundamentals then supplement with knowledge
From veterans in the field to achieve the maximum yield
Eyes on the prize till the curtains call
H.M.G all we do is ball
Once upon a time in the projects yo
I damn near had to wreck a hoe
They shootin’ up the record store
Them n#gg#s won’t let it go
Most of my n#gg#s’ll swear we ain’t stable
n#gg#s put they Nikes on yo coffee table
Once upon a time in the projects
Once upon a time in the projects
One time for my fallen ancestors
In between needin’ bus fare and coppin’ that Tesla
f#ckin’ savages eyes red like radishes
A pimp into the night like Gladys’
You used to be alive n#gg#
Four and a half cooked used to get you five n#gg#
He got pinched survived learned how to lie n#gg#
No dap no shake wouldn’t give you five n#gg#
No fist pumps no pound hater
You been suckin’ so long ya’ll n#gg#s no or laters
Me and Rag with that verbal wrath
Got the crown like its brown in a purple bag (Wooo)
You never seen like Urkel’s dad
I’m a human being and I hurt em bad
Ghetto fab a lad in the Bello’s mad
Let loose loose did em bad now the bag is thicker that Glad’s
I’m on these blocks and boroughs
Cooked the earth with bakin’ soda n#gg# rock the world
Dumped all my n#gg#s got my blocks referral
Couldn’t run if I was Joe and used to rock with Darryl
Yeah let’s call it converse
Circle around the start not Chuck but John verse
Somebody tell these n#gg#s who Johnny Qwest is
Once upon a time in the projects yo
I damn near had to wreck a hoe
They shootin’ up the record store
Them n#gg#s won’t let it go
Most of my n#gg#s’ll swear we ain’t stable
n#gg#s put they Nikes on yo coffee table
Once upon a time in the projects
Once upon a time in the projects
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Release Year: 2022