Lyrics:
change it I don't owe any apologies
Yeah fuck what they thought
I rise they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my surefire I
money and we still not equal
I flex by givin' back, 'cause that other shit I could do
But wouldn't sleep well, real nigga, so true
But, don't excuse me
a crook but i live by a code
If i do dirt do that shit on my own
And if i get caught gotta walk it alone
You do not live what you talk in yo songs
You
real life real life
Now you know what pressure, feels like feels like
Feeling in your chest, real tight real tight
And you know it don't, feel right feel
ain't nothing compared
To the feeling of when you be winning on ya own
Can you keep it real?
Can you keep it sealed?
Tell me why every
Motherfucka wanna
Been a lil happier now this shit crazy
Compared to how my mind been thinking lately
Kept the pressure on myself i had to move that
You wouldn't
a dirty thot
But I gotta keep on going never knowing what my future holds
But the truth be told I was feeling real controlled
Now it's time to leave the hoe
liquid
Can't imagine how hard it was what a transition
He went from weighing 250 to 187
Yeah
I've been compared to loose change
Tend rub on metal from
Yeah
Who's up next
Get in line, get in line
One by one
One at a time
Step right up
Uh
Back to the basics
Lab in the basement
Rapping away when
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
gotta minus the regret
Gotta minus all the spineless. Don’t engage, I just redirect
Seeing timeless what my grind is. No decay. I just resurrect.
Real
Ey, ey Dmn!
L tapped twice on some ass like grams
(I just fucked)
Now what I'm doing?
I'm just pillow talking with a bitch
I'm just pillow
the answers neither me nor sway
Just know niggas don't gotchu
Just like the film portray
My nigga died on me
To be real I truly miss him
Anxiety compared to how
deal, keep it real
What’s up...
Come again at me with one of your double cups
What’s up...
I went to a game where the team did a double up
What’s up..
present in my songs
I feel like i'll never get old
Music is what keeps me young
When you talk about who's the goat
Griotzoe is the real one
Man i feel like
the plan is
We going to rob them one
By one, humiliate them enough to
Make them lose credibility, feel me?
Yeah, I feel ya
Good, now see that ho over there
by those whose souls and hearts deemed hollow
Laying foundations for present and future generations to come
Making known what it means to keep it
Oh you've got to feel by keeping it real
And until now I've been patient
I've been good somehow
But anticipation's leaving me no doubt
About how
There's a party going on in here, for real
I got more product than Ron Popeil
So deal with that, troop, we're troopers
The only air time you get
your friends
I don't chase tha clout
That's not my trend
This real life
Is not pretend
The real me
Is what I intent
Don't trust tha bank
Well it depends
typer music
So keep listening homey don’t you ever mute it
A real definition of what the living proof is
I never do house music coz my lines are roofless
I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself
What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by
that it's real within a truth that's full of liars
Gayle failed the agenda's never Kobe's over Weinsteins
We see through the tears, the picture's clear
Ou, Ou
Elladrio
I could never be compared to a bird
I could never be compared to a girl
Got knees like Meg but the power to rock yo head
Take a pill,
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