Lyrics:
who's real
Someone to hold me if I need to cry
Someone to show me he's always by my side
Someone who understands exactly how I feel
I've got to have
tell me
All them daps and hugs, was it real? (that shit wasn't real)
All them long chats that just between us, was it real? (that shit wasn't real)
All
and thirds I eat em for dinner
And I've been surrounded by sinners
Who were made in the image of god
And you may not know who we are
We are the real underdogs
on the low-low
And raising bars like Lamar on the pogo
I'm selling art, sellin' souls by the BOGO at the dojo
Who's that creeping in my window? Who's, who's
sipping Remy and Whiskey
Or at the Barbecue with fake friends who's really against me
What's real don't change; should know I know better
Should know a go
up on that bullshit, Hocus Pocus
Pray for the enemies, Coming like there's ten of me
Bout to blow they top off like the Kennedy's
Keep it real, that's
You could buy me diamonds
You could buy me pearls
Take me on a cruise around the world
Baby you know I'm worth it
Dinner lit by candles
Run my
school mind frame in the fuccen field
Like pimp and bun we gotta keep it trill
What I mean by keepen it real
Stand ya ground homie keep it hunnid in da
talkin shit you just missed me
Cause on the real Flex none of ya'll can fuck with me
G's up, I'll make punk niggas freeze up
Pull dem Lees up, and leave
the bar like you don't know who we are
Don't fall apart when you find out who we are
You with a Real rockstar
You with a Real Rock
a Real Rockstar
You
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
fucked up, that's the real me, babe
Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge? Who are you to judge?
Hide your lies, girl, hide your
down
No matter the fact
My ni66a for sure
You got to be real
I only do it for real
Me & my ni66az we real
We hustle, we muscle
We do it my ni66a
We
me
Watch out Gangstas in the street
But who’s left to bleed
There can only be one G
I wake up every morning, in a house that was built by slaves
New
Watch out, Gangstas in the street
White house Gangstas telling me
Proclaim an enemy
But who's left to bleed, who's left?
White House Gangstas telling
?) take another look, tell me baby
(Who's zoomin' who) who's zoomin' who?
(Who's zoomin' who?) now the fish jumped off the hook
Didn't I baby (who
?) take another look, tell me baby
(Who's zoomin' who) who's zoomin' who?
(Who's zoomin' who?) now the fish jumped off the hook
Didn't I baby (who
tactics in every line
Yeah, and this is how we do it!
Where my real thugs, where they at?
Let me, see my real thugs, now where ya at?
Won'tcha, see my
Walk with me, talk with me
Who's looking for a real thing
Something you can feel thing
Caught up in the fame
Walk with me, talk with me
Who's looking
a ol school mind frame in the fuccen field
Like pimp and bun we gotta keep it trill
What I mean by keepen it real
Stand ya ground homie keep it hunnid
Yeah
I get real real tired
And real real scared
'Cause I got real real doubts
And real real fears
And I need real real help
Can someone care for me
me, turn into a murder scene
Never heard of Twenty? Use the YouTube
You want Barry's, 2AM, like who-who
Your pussy whack, you gave it to a goofy
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
your hatred for me
You'll get turned into a dead corpse right before me
Real underground baby
And the preacher man said
(Hallelujah!)
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