Cliché (Solo) lyrics

[Verse 1]
I ain't like them other n*ggas i'm from London
North Side's where we come from
I ain't really bout that beef sh*t
But chef n*ggas if they want some
You keep giving n*ggas second chances
Play with fire with the devil dancing
You just gotta understand this
They're just gonna take advantage
I ain't saying i'm a saint cause I ain't though
I was f*ckin' b*tches, I ain't got a halo
Simon says, make yuh b*tch do what i say so
Huh like i got his b*tch on payroll
What if I have a daughter
It's not what I woulda taught her
Wouldn't tell her buss it wide
Put nine inches in a quarter
I would make that n*gga take her to the altar

[Chorus]
No No
Do not let them other n*ggas know know
I know that when you hear it, it sounds cliché
I know that when you hear it, it sounds cliché
Do not let them other n*ggas know know
Do not let them other n*ggas know know
I know that when you hear it, it sounds cliché
I know that when you hear it, it sounds cliché
[Post-Chorus]
But I
Real one, real one
Pop pop pop it for a real one
A real one
Yeah a real one, a real one
Pop pop pop girl I
I'm a real one

[Verse 2]
n*ggas spent all that money in [?]
Just so they can make you think that I bought that
The whipsticks, they don't own [?]
Oh they got, maybe, my [?] got [?]
I got no bread I can take cold drink
Baby you fine I'm f*cking propane
I know they want to kick it with you
Don't let them hang like the guy licks with his gold rock chain
'Cause what if I had a daughter
What do I tell my daughter?
It's like you're never around with my sister
Like you're never around with my sister
b*tches gonna be b*tches, n*gga, b*tches too
Call her Mount [?]
I can see the b*tch in you
You met the finnickers never met a n*gga different
[Chorus]
No No
Do not let them other n*ggas know know
I know that when you hear it, it sounds cliché
I know that when you hear it, it sounds cliché
Do not let them other n*ggas know know
Do not let them other n*ggas know know
I know that when you hear it, it sounds cliché
I know that when you hear it, it sounds cliché


[Post-Chorus]
But I
Real one, real one
Pop pop pop it for a real one
A real one
Yeah a real one, a real one
Pop pop pop girl I
I'm a real one