Lyrics:
mood
Baby I'm good off of you
Keep your word, keep it solid
Watched you end right where you started, so I
Blew you off when you read the message
Aren't
On some run flat
By the way I
Never seen a better view, not in Malibu
Bunch of bad bitches naked in the swimming pool
Hear the waves crashing, playing
look at me
Cuz on the real, look at me
Yo, it always be the haters that be sittin' in the rear
Dissin' every gear, but they better listen here
and 9, every story got two sides, bro
I'm just glad that when he studies mine
He still wants me by his side, that's
Real love, real love, real love
(It
beneath all my wings like I'm sponsored by Boeing
Was up a creek without a paddle, when they want you to drown, have to keep it afloat
And I' hope that
by
It gets lost in translation I guess this is goodbye
[Chorus]
I can't eXpress how I feel
It feels like I've lost control of what is real
All of my
did
You go from completely fine to you don't wanna
Talk at all? I mean, come on, what's the problem?
I need one thing done, it should not be that
did
You go from completely fine to you don't wanna
Talk at all? I mean, come on, what's the problem?
I need one thing done, it should not be that
Foxxx, Bunchy The Fat Bastard, Naughty By Nature and all the real thugs out there
(Who fi broke-broke an who fi rich-rich)
Keep it comin'!
(Outlaw
(Facts)
It's back to Chanel
Eating Prime 112 every night
And if we really gotta get there, well, shit
We catch a jet tonight
I'm from where bang, stop,
crew
It's the Don ask about me who the fuck is you
Turn ya life right into a edit that shit a interlude
This shit BV televised
This shit breaking news
fooled
By this fassfood
Don't mean to be rude dude
But thats what they call fassfood
This sht is for real
This ain't no fkn interlude
I eat she eat she
Welcome to the vibes
Where we write out how we feel
Welcome to the vibes
When we just keep it real
Welcome to the vibes
Where we sing to the beat
get to the point where my nerve it be faded
For real
'Cause yo body get dated
For real
Bitch I been in the mix like a interlude
Without the gratitude
Holding onto something
That keeps on crushing my soul
Wishing I could let it go
Trusting it releases the hold
It's got on me
It's got on me
Dug in
the police
Get it good girl, use your knees
I love them brainiacs
Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
Back on my Compton shit
Demonic how I
to deal with it
Imma keep it real with em
Got a street appeal to it
But I know the deal
If I gotta rob n steal to get a meal for em
Imma keep the steel
the illusion
The fiction, where I'm losing
The shit keeps arousing
Real amusing
Sipping on something different
I come back to pitch in
My head still keeps
or shine, night or day, whenever you call me it'll be okay
If you want to stop by 'cause you're in the neighborhood
Or if you want me to make you feel real
Those lines (KILL BEATS) that rap (GO HARD)
I'll probably never play golf coz I go
Over the top with my pars
People believe you should keep it real but
The standard of society is modevated by greed
Are you prepared to follow
Tell me are you prepared to lead
So persevere and you'll succeed
Keep'n it real
greed
Game given from a snake indeed
I'll still take heat
Keep the force with you
Stuck adhesive
Fuck with the real niggas see how we do it
Baby
Song: That's Real
Artist: Get Money Committee ft Sir Bean & Rozay
I'ma keep it real with ya
Keep it real with me with me my nigga and I'm still with
a walking contradiction
Living fiction
That's depicted by
Mental restrictions (that's not real)
When ya dog coming up in the hood
But you keep him down
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