Текст песни Cobain - FSB Dee Kay

Born real, man a nigga can't change
Party hard, fuck boy can't hang
Pop a pill, smoke a blunt no pain
Rockstar life style, Cobain
Xbox, I don't play no games
Too fake, you ain't real like you claim
Nina on me and that bitch go bang
Good aim blow the brains, Cobain
Born real, man a nigga can't change
Party hard, fuck boy can't hang
Pop a pill, smoke a blunt no pain
Rockstar life style, Cobain
Xbox, I don't play no games
Too fake, you ain't real like you claim
Nina on me and that bitch go bang
Good aim blow the brains, Cobain

Koolin' with them dread heads like Shottas
Fuckin' hoes doing drugs like a rockstar
Don't run up on Kay I'll pop ya
Rodman in the paint I'll block ya
Y'all babies to me, sick in the eyes got rabies to me
I was born real no fakin' in me, don't do no gossip no relaying to me
You hoes too fake lipo, sack chasing ass hoes I know
Fuck her she keep calling psycho, had to tell the hoe beat it Michael
Tatted up body looking like a art show
Smelling like teen spirit call me Cobain
I done lost so many brothers going insane
Smoke weed, pop a perc feel no pain
But we gon' see better days, switch the game up I got better plays
Nigga cross me then I'm stealing shit
Bring it back up with the fade away
That money shit nigga you barely make
You ballin' but got shit on layaway
I don't really fuck with niggas
Catch me on the streets, better stay away

Born real, man a nigga can't change
Party hard, fuck boy can't hang
Pop a pill, smoke a blunt no pain
Rockstar life style, Cobain
Xbox, I don't play no games
Too fake, you ain't real like you claim
Nina on me and that bitch go bang
Good aim blow the brains, Cobain
Born real, man a nigga can't change
Party hard, fuck boy can't hang
Pop a pill, smoke a blunt no pain
Rockstar life style, Cobain
Xbox, I don't play no games
Too fake, you ain't real like you claim
Nina on me and that bitch go bang
Good aim blow the brains, Cobain

Niggas pillow talking get hurt, too clean for niggas but did dirt
When the lights are off I shine bright, sunglasses on like Kurt
If this shit was a game I got the cheat code
Take a nigga chain off him like Debo
I be all about my chips my nigga, gotta stack the shit up like Fritos
I ain't never asked for handouts, they know I got it out the mud
I don't want nothing but loyalty, I just need that Courtney Love
Beating in your ear like drums, cool nigga but I got a lil' temper
Catching money out the air like a stripper
Young boy pulling strings like a Fender
Fuck it, that smoke they be ducking
The beef man I'm cooking it's nothin'
Fuck it, they run to the booth
Talking crazy at me when you really want somethin'
Fuck it, you niggas pussy I swear I came to that conclusion
Fuck it, I'm partying hard like Nirvana
These haters, they mad cause they losing

Born real, man a nigga can't change
Party hard, fuck boy can't hang
Pop a pill, smoke a blunt no pain
Rockstar life style, Cobain
Xbox, I don't play no games
Too fake, you ain't real like you claim
Nina on me and that bitch go bang
Good aim blow the brains, Cobain
Born real, man a nigga can't change
Party hard, fuck boy can't hang
Pop a pill, smoke a blunt no pain
Rockstar life style, Cobain
Xbox, I don't play no games
Too fake, you ain't real like you claim
Nina on me and that bitch go bang
Good aim blow the brains, Cobain