B.o.B – I Dont Really lyrics

2-3 times had to fallow my faith
Ain't important be a nigga, I trip
Near here let a pour nigga fall
I recall and scheming on your niggas in your own
And so you're online on the internet
All the nigga land, talking real shit, niggas ain't real
Use to call me John Pony, I can feel
Told ‘em I ain't fucking with the niggas
I'mma fuck with my own shit cool
She ain't cool and fall life
Had it two on [?] give a fuck bout all that
She turn like car key
With a bad bitch in the car and fall yeah
Car twig and get a project
I'll be round like a motherfucker ‘til they get part of [?]
With a twist full of calley
Yeah I need that, get a nigga with my last nerve

How just try to impress?
You'll be tripping on the [?]
Y'all niggas will ball all
See it on your ig
You've been try too hard, you ain't even know to lie
Getting like I can take that
Take all the time, give me hit like the og
Puff it clear on that og
I repeat my nigga with og
And I don't really fall the nigga
Man I don't really fall the nigga
I don't really fall the nigga
I don't fall the nigga
Man I don't really fall the nigga
Man I don't really fall the nigga
I don't really fall the nigga, don't fall the nigga

Show the nigga love and no shitting on
Black Hollywood, now ball like fuck it
Me cut to tease at the top and they can call me
They can see me, they can motherfucker see me
Double less air, leave you complex
No radio, I won't do it if it's not good dog
Mean time it was, how they know about the prime boy?
They don't know about the hood dog
Give it for the low, I don't try to get on long bridge
You say yes I'm on pay way
In the fast lane, get some flavor like the maniacs
Man we struggle on the way too long, on the lambo
G will ride on the field life
Ages good on the pent part
Had a good lord, hit the block and then get rich
And I make it real, real far
Know just one thing, niggas here like they wanna see
I don't wanna see take off
Number four damn
So I grind and let go
I ain't taking no days off
Real cool with ‘em but he will wait it, I can feel it
They were hating I can feel it
I'mma make it a little bad, Jay will hold that by
With his name Killi

I don't really fall the nigga
Man I don't really fall the nigga
I don't really fall the nigga
I don't fall the nigga
Man I don't really fall the nigga
I don't really fall the nigga, don't fall the nigga

I say it like fuck the niggas
I don't really feel like one of these niggas
I'm worldwide boy, you just one street nigga
Am I be balling, better ball the hitters
I ain't got, I ain't got no head up for the nigas
But lyrically I'mma make zip a lot of niggas
They gonna fuck around and put a land out of nigga
They won't get it til I get the lamb out of niggas
Yeah I catch and hit, make count on lot of nigga
They gonna swear the God they rumble out the ghetto
What the fantasy with nigga
Yeah they real bitch unless they get a [?]
How can nigga even feel they on my level
When there's too many niggas thinking they're on my level
Hello! Take a minute nigga, think much cleaver
If this level gonna shit and go so metal
I won't say I'mma [?] and twing the best
And I handle the rest, mix level for next
Heavy metal posses
Bullshit I'mma rock, pull pill on my left
That's even here for [?]
Never the last just take a hit in that [?]
Both my eyes low like chicy
Bubble run banz in my camera phone
If I don't know the tv boy you got the channel

Man I don't really fall the nigga
Man I don't really fall the nigga
I don't really fall the nigga
I don't fall the nigga
Man I don't really fall the nigga
Man I don't really fall the nigga
I don't really fall the nigga, don't fall the nigga