Braman - Real Life

Y’all don’t know what it feel like (How it feel)
Im tryna tell you this is real life (This is real)
Y'all don't know what we living Like
Im tryna tell you this is
Money on my mind ain’t no back And forth
You still pushin dimes nigga What you trap for
I am who you wanna be what Actin for
Real nigga I ain’t even in yo Category
I was in the field nigga it was Statutory
Had to get it in nigga so we have No worries
You can tell it how it was but it’s Not the story
I was on line when niggas didn’t Have it for me
Young nigga
But why they hate tho
I guess that’s happens when you Become something great
Not realizing what comes up on That plate
Imma king on his throne and any Bone imma brake
Told god keep me real and he Exposed all the fakes
All the fam and the friends and The hoes that was snakes
Told y’all I’m so focused every Goal imma break
All that gangsta shit you talkin Gone have to show me what you Say
I grew up around wolves not Dogs by mistake
And it’s a certain code that we do Not break
We gone weigh up all the buds And even out the shake
Or sell it gram for gram if that’s What it takes
Either way anyway we gone Always find a way if you really Want that beef
Ain’t no rules to The game have my niggas Waiting on you where Everybody stay
At yo momma
At ya granny
Even where yo bitch even lay Nigga
Y’all don’t know what it feel like (How it feel)
I’m tryna tell you this is real life (This is real)
Y’all don’t know what we feeling Like (How it feel)
I’m tryna tell you this is real life (This is real)
Y’all don’t know what we feeling Like (How we feel)
I’m tryna tell you this is
Somethin on yo mind need to let Off
Real talk id rather let them M’s Talk
Real talk I’d rather let the steel Talk
Worried about them friends Nigga when they really false
Never even tried to find you When was really lost
Type of niggas that will trade for What a penny cost
Niggas hate when you tell them What you really cost
Straight cash imma catch that Pack like randy moss
Lookin in the mirror and I see a Real boss
And when shit don’t move right We take a real loss
But we keep that shit together Like steel wall
Yo bitch Wanna fuck I got the Real sauce
Contemplating, conversations, Talkin bout compensation
Need My payment, now and later, Runnin chasin fuckin Pavements
Never worried fuck Them haters, time is the fuckin Paper
We ain’t even in the same league If you talkin races
Wonder why I ain’t never leave I Come wit patients
We don’t even smoke the same Weed if we making statements
Sayin you can get close to me is Just talkin crazy
If it ain’t bitches money weed I’ll See you later
Niggas only say it in they mind Cuz that’s the safest place
Every since I lost my mom I feel Niggas can’t relate
Q lock Lou die I was on my way To great
Learned from all they lessons so I Can never make the same Mistakes
Y’all don’t know what it feel like (How it feel)
I’m tryna tell you this is real life (This is real)
Y’all don’t know what we feeling Like (How it feel)
I’m tryna tell you this is real life (This is real)
Y’all don’t know what we feeling Like (How we feel)
I’m tryna tell you this is
Nigga

Written by:
Reginald McKay

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