Lyrics Never Die - Cortez feat. DeVo D & Pain in Da Ass

You fuckin' hotshot companies better cut the check or something
We didn't come into this business to break our back, mijo
Look at this guy, Cortez. He's an organizer
He's about to let you hear just what a good boy he's been

Fuck that! You need this shit in your life
You listen to me now
The highs and the lows
Read between the lines for the signs in my quotes

I disguise my approach
Some say I'm immigrant, I tell them keep fishin
I'm the only one givin' real lines off the boat
Still fly off the coast

Models wan' slide cause how I slide in' the ghost
I got a slide, ma I'm ghost
See, things changed for the kid, now the cam's on
Was just a seed who couldn't leave cause he planned wrong

Daddy always high, momma wouldn't listen
The poison in his veins only started an addiction
Saw a premonition
Seated at the round table, eatin' with the fam

But it's beyond an intervention
Rome wasn't built in a day and I accept it
But the world was made in seven
Well, six, I was resting

Chill, God, the walls keep closin
And jealous text messages
She mad I'm on the road again
Still gotta hold it in and smile for these cameras

Insecure ways, don't let pride fuel your anger
Tired of the slander
Baby moms can't speak
I knew man mad but was a fan of me last week

I got a laugh, word
Lookin' mad hurt
But how you mad over somethin' that I had first
I dropped jewels but I'm a slave to the chain

Planted in the field with the cane
Think about it
Tell me those lies
Like, we'll never make it out alive

Tell her
Real niggas don't die
Could be gone till November
We all apply it

And on the no-seat exit road
Don't know who next to go
Just know these
Real niggas no lie

So much more I had to give
Just let me live
Yeah, motherfuckers
It's the world famous pain in the ass

When it comes time to grind
I go beast mode
Fuck the feds
In interrogation rooms

I turn Marshawn Lynch
One word answers
That's the number one rule we learned in the neighborhood
You never rat on your friends

And you always keep your mouth shut
We fuck dimes
You drop dimes
Okay, I call my lawyer

I'll see you motherfuckers in court
Question the allure of the game
Most weak minds probably fall for a chain
All for the fame

See it's easy for all you to blame
But you wouldn't understand
Until they calling your name
The red carpets

Cameras
Live action
Red eyes in black suits
I'm high fashion

There's no telling how my thoughts play out
No shortcuts
My niggas took the long way route
We from the bottom

Got us
Facing the odds
See I'm De Niro in casino
I'm just playing my cards

I keep a poker face
Yeah, I'm a boss
But I work too
In dead silence

With thoughts that'll curse you
The game's fucked up
Friends will desert you
Complete 360

Had to make a better circle
So I passed them
And lapped them again
Even haters like

Damn, he might actually win
Got em laughing to the bank
And now I'm laughing again
Same labels turned me down

Now they asking for him
Facts
I refuse to lose
I forever ride

Ma, Let a nigga breathe
Kings, we never die