Lil Frenchy - Real

Realizing everybody ain't loyal, That's just how it is
Keep it 100, but this niggas tryna test me like a quiz
Females playing games tryna treat me like a trend
If you was genuine you would try to understand

The real me, no one know the real me
Y'all ain't see the real thing, 24k Cuban Link
Nigga thats the real thing, keep it 100 like my checks
If it's fake man, I'm moving on to the next

I use this music as a gateway so y'all can hear my mind
Raised on the Northside, bullied and beaten all the time
I remember nights with lights, those was hard times
Now I'm on the Southside, my OGs worried bout me dying

But I gotta be on the move, I can't ever just be on a sofa
The moment that I do Heaven and Earth will have a crossover
And I'll wake up in front my angels with a hangover
So I stay moving busting through the hate like I'm red rover

Cause y'all be up in the Kool Aid
But even know the flavor
Do me a favor, get up off my dick
And disappear, no taper
Cause the wrath of a king is something you not used to
And if y'all niggas try me, tombstones is what you reduced to

Realizing everybody ain't loyal, That's just how it is
Keep it 100, but this niggas tryna test me like a quiz
Females playing games tryna treat me like a trend
If you was genuine you would try to understand

The real me, no one know the real me
Y'all ain't see the real thing, 24k Cuban Link
nigga thats the real thing, keep it 100 like my checks
If it's fake man, I'm moving on to the next

To keep it 100, this may be the realest shit I've ever wrote
I never spoke on this, it was too personal it to leave my throat

I was 17 when I felt like there ain't no hope
Seen fam drop like flies, I'm numb and don't know how to cope

Free Frado, that's my cuz, I'm scared for that nigga
I wish he'd hustle with me before someone hurt that nigga
Lay a finger on em, you dead, I'll kill a nigga
Same for the ones that hold me, I swear, I love yall niggas

If it wasn't for them, nigga, I would've been lost my mind
I'd still be poppin' pills, wouldn't be over them dark times
But now I'm on the outside looking in, I see way clearer
To make sure shit get better it start with the man in the mirror

And yall ain't ever even meet me but think you got me figured out
Tryna speak on my name, but ain't hear a word out my mouth
So before you start a rumor and get to assumin'
It's gon be a homocide, grab the strap and I'm shootin'

Written by:
BRIAN MCFADDEN, GUY CHAMBERS

Publisher:
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