[Lyric] All I Ask Of You (King Moe)

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Real ones ain't
Really real no more
Gave a lot
I can't give no more
Remember me with the ripped Tees
That was back then
When my ribs would show
I can be a lover all day
Obviously shorty still a hoe
I done even have my heart away
I don't even want to
Feel no more
Never have I needed anybody
Trying to stick around
Cause my energy gold
Plotting on you
When a meal (mill) Is close
Deep down
They want to steal your soul
Niggas faker than some silicon
I'm riding around
Trying to feel the funk
Safety jacket with the chopper out
Like they don't even know
I'm trying to clear the road
I done popped so many percocets
That I don't even know
What type of pill I'm on
How you say you'd never change
When it ain't the same love
From a year ago
Main vibe stabbed in the spine
When she said she love me
Cause I feel she don't
Unc crossed the line
Left me in that ride
And that hurt me worse
Than kidney stones
Can you really keep it real
That's all I ask of you
I'm already in that field
I'm on that avenue
Thumbing through a big bank roll
That's what I rather do
The knife in my back
Like ice in my veins
I don't feel nothing
Can you really keep it real
That's all I ask of you
I'm already in that field
I'm on that avenue
Thumbing through a big bank roll
That's what I rather do
I don't feel nothing
I don't feel nothing

Who you talking about
Her with the body
She was clean
But her head super sloppy
Tinder dick
I admit how she got me
Same time
Green flowers I'm serving
Aunt Kim husband
He is going to tell
Where the work is
Knowing dam well
Then robbers be lurking
Laid on the track
Gun to the back of my head
If he bust
Then it's curtains
Taking no shorts
Yea you know what I worship
Ate the pain
Them niggas gave and I burped it
Hardbody
Took that weight and I curled it
Niggas soft
Pillow case, butter, sherbet
Cold blooded
I ain't trusting a serpent
Next woman
I'm going to hurt her on purpose
Off the meds
She on Xanax and syrups
Burn her head
Feed her back to the surface
Now tell me what I have to do
I'm in the field
Just keep it real
That's all I ask of you
If you my bro and you got smoke
We blowing candles too
I swear the day you hurt my soul
You let a animal loose
Ah ahh
Can you really keep it real
That's all I ask of you
I'm already in that field
I'm on that avenue
Thumbing through a big bank roll
That's what I rather do
The knife in my back
Like ice in my veins
I don't feel nothing
Can you really keep it real
That's all I ask of you
I'm already in that field
I'm on that avenue
Thumbing through a big bank roll
That's what I rather do
I don't feel nothing
I don't feel nothing

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