Don’t Fold lyrics

[Chorus: Neisha Neshae]
Real n*ggas never fold, yeah
You gon' keep it solid, if you do this for real
My whole squad on go, yeah
Get it poppin, sh*t get real in the field
Everybody call you broke, yeah
Now say you love me, you don't love me for real
But all my day ones know, yeah
Everybody solid

[Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Free my n*gga [?], he could've told, but he didn't
Free my n*gga [?], praying on them cases pending
Free my n*gga [?] snitching
Mama told me stay up out the streets, I ain't listen
[?] went to jail with 60 bands [?]
Ain't no fun no more, when the sh*t hit the fan
Don't run through all your money, gotta make a plan
Overcome the outcome, that's what make a man
Never had a pops around, I had big bros
All I seen growing up was big guns and thick hoes
I'm corrupted, additude like f*ck it
Everybody wanna be my friend, 'cause I'm bussin
But a n*gga don't know, why I slap him for nothigng?
A n*gga don't know, getting racks or nothing
Had like I never had sh*t, I came from nothing
[?] for anything, I stand for something
[Chorus: Neisha Neshae]
Real n*ggas never fold, yeah
You gon' keep it solid, if you do this for real
My whole squad on go, yeah
Get it poppin, sh*t get real in the field
Everybody call you broke, yeah
Now say you love me, you don't love me for real
But all my day ones know, yeah
Everybody solid

[Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni]
Everybody solid, everybody poppin
We the topic on everybody's gosep
Everybody got it, how you getting money, worried 'bout everybody pockets?
Keep that dumb sh*t away from me, or everybody dropping
I'll never be you new n*ggas' favorite
[?] making internet posts as retaliation
I'll think I'll post a post on the 'Gram, how much I'm making?
Not do all that and get yourself jammed, and start to singing
Got tired of being broke, I got to singing
First day was up, day three, I got to banging
By the time I reed up twice, sh*t, I was cranking
Then I hit the club with some Rose Gold hanging
I wanna see my n*ggas get rich
Don't wanna see your n*ggas with sh*t
I'm from Detroit, where n*ggas get plugs and flip bricks
n*ggas want Roleys on they wrists, so they take risks
[Chorus: Neisha Neshae]
Real n*ggas never fold, yeah
You gon' keep it solid, if you do this for real
My whole squad on go, yeah
Get it poppin, sh*t get real in the field
Everybody call you broke, yeah
Now say you love me, you don't love me for real
But all my day ones know, yeah
Everybody solid