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That Real
by Kyle Bethel
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To be real to be for real
I'm alot of things and not alot of things
I'm not where I want to be
And that is real
Finished college learned a lil something
How to shoot, learned alotta nothing
Only shooting I know, insulin shooting
Least wherever I go, no stressing
Bout revenge for Ops I wet up
Worries are blind date set ups
Will she lemme fuck, give no fucks
Worries are which track blows up
One with no chorus or with catchy
See my streams, course It vex me
Don't let me be all down bout it
A few listeners, still astounding
I do wish for a few million
Along with a few in millions
In dollars, in cash, in bands, greed
In this world of ours its a need
Its a must, so is puffin musty
When I'm stressed bout money
I'd rather be looking dusty
While after fortune and glory
Like Indiana Jones, Harrison Ford
By my last crusade fuck being poor
My last days before death's door
Imma kill shit like dexter
To be an investor and heal
Not enough black doctors thats real
I coulda been one I feel
If I had passion for the field
Cause the world's hurting, feel sick
I don't know every conflict
All I know is kids cryng, people dying
Why people get rich or die trying
Like fifty when his shit was flying
I'm tryna be that real, fuck lying
The limelight doesn't last forever
And that's if you get it, may never
To play the game gotta play clever
To look undefeated like mayweather
Looks can be decieving can't decieve
Tryna win after losses I recieved
Revered for that real in verusses
Revered for oh so catchy choruses
Fuck drowning debt from mortgages
Rather be floating on yacht voyages
What a joy it is to have that vision
As a boy coulda gone missing
Blessed to be a man, you can listen
Imma give you that real, my mission
To be real to be for real
I'm alot of things and not alot of things
I'm not where I want to be
And that is real
Finished college learned a lil something
How to shoot, learned alotta nothing
Only shooting I know, insulin shooting
Least wherever I go, no stressing
Bout revenge for Ops I wet up
Worries are blind date set ups
Will she lemme fuck, give no fucks
Worries are which track blows up
One with no chorus or with catchy
See my streams, course It vex me
Don't let me be all down bout it
A few listeners, still astounding
I do wish for a few million
Along with a few in millions
In dollars, in cash, in bands, greed
In this world of ours its a need
Its a must, so is puffin musty
When I'm stressed bout money
I'd rather be looking dusty
While after fortune and glory
Like Indiana Jones, Harrison Ford
By my last crusade fuck being poor
My last days before death's door
Imma kill shit like dexter
To be an investor and heal
Not enough black doctors thats real
I coulda been one I feel
If I had passion for the field
Cause the world's hurting, feel sick
I don't know every conflict
All I know is kids cryng, people dying
Why people get rich or die trying
Like fifty when his shit was flying
I'm tryna be that real, fuck lying
The limelight doesn't last forever
And that's if you get it, may never
To play the game gotta play clever
To look undefeated like mayweather
Looks can be decieving can't decieve
Tryna win after losses I recieved
Revered for that real in verusses
Revered for oh so catchy choruses
Fuck drowning debt from mortgages
Rather be floating on yacht voyages
What a joy it is to have that vision
As a boy coulda gone missing
Blessed to be a man, you can listen
Imma give you that real, my mission
