Lyrics:
the life you deserve,
You are the most innocent sacred flowers of this earth,
The saying is true, the struggle is real,
Most don't and will never know how
hood hot as a sauna I’m tuckin and hidin da grams
We tryna survive in real life might get shot while u tryna go live on da gram
I really came from da
Of which they make is more than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion
I had no choice or remorse for time for
shit
I don't even trust the bitch I'm laying with
Face of my city for real
None of us missing a meal and I bet you we eat
Go out and get it for real
My
to the side
Wearin' my short leather jacket
Marilyn Monroe on my back
I'm livin' that life
I'm for real with this
That's what I think about
I like
Someone tell Harvard get her number
If you want a shirt, buy two
It's the burbrat drip, but Barnett my real slum
Coming out the alleyways of Illtown
Producer extraordinaire Kaygee
Followed by the backbone VinRock
And the last to fall onto this planet: Me
told her, I said it's cool, get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told
told her, I said it's cool, get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told
tellin' you
You gotta fight, man) Got this way?
(Yeah blood) You gotta move in peace
(Just peace, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's real, the stress) Peace
They be in by 8
They be out by 9
Even the real turn fake when they on that climb
No chill no breaks when I'm on that grind
You say early's too late
They be in by 8
They be out by 9
Even the real turn fake when they on that climb
No chill no breaks when I'm on that grind
You say early's too late
robbed of
Quantify my love, is it big is it enough?
Is it more than what you had when we were living in the slums?
If you weigh it by the ton, can you buy
Peep, he parked his Jeep in the back of the slum
To check Tanisha, fat ass, real fly, with the blonde Caesar
Vittadini summer gear, she push
to quarantine
His crops and livestock boost the economy
Many would travel by boat to see him
His image don most schools and coliseums
A merchant, hustle those
of that West Oakland life baby
It's real I gotta get it, it's real I'm on a mission
It's real about mine, it's real and you you can get it what's up
Like
the sacred path I'm doing alright
Living for the people that my natives for life
Medicine wheel for real we got a unite
Mother earth the target and there's no
knowin' nothin' promise
I'm close as hell but still can't time it
Just ridin' trying to make it home
That's real life, fuck this song
My sons know they
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here by a bitch dude
That didn't know how to resolve they issue
You had a life but now they dismissed you
You gone
Give a bitch ass mark some chrome
That
him
Real nigga shit I be hustling
Doing this mixing shit we ain't struggling
I got the money i'm shuffling
Living in the slums real humbling
You got no
do my best to spit the real, not miraculous words
I back it up by practicing being more active than verbs
I love the ground beneath my feet like
The real is back, the ville is back
Flow bananas here, peel this back
And what you'll find is, your highness
Can paint a picture that is vivid
don't bother me if it's too early and I haven't had my smoke and coffee
You a snail you salty
Real life is just a comedy
Can you Dig it? Are you wit it?
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