Rickie B. - That's Real

What's really real
Don't sugar coat nuthin if you care bout my feelings
Don't act like that person who don't act like that person
That will turn yo best interest to a pact just to hurt you
And what's worse is they cover up deceit as a friend
Who won't hate or desert you
Bunch of Bruh Man's runnin' in yo life just to eat off yo plate
Then it's skirt (pew)
Out of yo life like Mike
Swear these people break fast like eggs they start scramblin
Get you a whip some chips or get big
They all will come back with all they bags packed
Face up in yo instagram and yo snaps
Santa Claus how they wanna sit in yo lap ... pause
Please cease to exist
Cuz when it all happens I won't know you people at all
Boy I swear y'all too repetitive
You can't trust a single soul
No matter what yo gender is
Proceed to fall back
Swear it's me against the world
Without a single string attached
But if there was I'd tune it up
Cuz ain't no harmony intact
Boy my whole life a brutha had to fight
Trynna figure out
Which way to go like a hermaphrodite
Chose a different road
Cuz proof had showed If I followed the masses
I could surely lose my life
Saw through my big cousins eyes
But unlike him I chose the light
The Room is closing in
Back's against the wall
Haters talkin'
And they expect for me to fall
I'll forever win
No matter what I am a boss
I swear it's me against the world
So imma grind and never stop
And I can say I don't want everything ... Buddy that's a lie
That's just like askin which one is better
Bein single wit money or married with nothing
And that's a tie
If you the first At least you can get you
Whoever you want wit the money you got
If you the latter then you can make ends meet
And still have somebody that loves you a lot
And that's real ...
(Yea)
These days everybody actin real different
Feels like u the only one that's gonna stick wit ya
And that's real ...
(Yea)
These days everybody actin real different
Feels like u the only one that's gonna stick wit ya
That's real ... That That
That's real ... that's real
That's real ... that's
Aww yea
That's real
That's real
That's real
That's real ... yea
What's really real?
Boy you can say a whole lot when I'm not
In yo presence but face 2 face you
Hesitate to say how you feel
See buddy that's a fake move
Yea I bet you the pump type
Not in basketball but in real life
All talk brutha but you no hype
You the type that'll close the kitchen drawer wit yo hip
And when you make a mistake
You say oopsie and put yo hand
Over yo lips
Back to the topic boy the hate is hysterical
All you people are traffic and I am a fire siren
Me against the world and I'm screamin' mismatch so off key
That you'd think its Mariah's high pitch
Said Imma win regardless ... No need to speak out
They gon see yo progress ... And seek yo offer
But please be cautious ... They won't accept nothing that's 100
So they'll hate and try to kill yo stardom
Cut you off like L.A. Traffic, better yet
Just like Michael Jordan's barber In '88 cuz he was balding
Say they need improvement
And they go and tear down all they walls
Now days people so sensitive
Worse than a RG3 ligament and they so victim-ish
Never own up to all the advice that you be givin' em
And mistake facts for opinions
Now I'm out of line
Mays Gilliam
Brutha that ain't right
Now he trynna fight
Please don't get yo bell rung
Like the top of a truck hit a clearance sign
Oh my gosh
I'm just trynna reap the benefits of workin overtime
If the worlds against you
Is it worth making them sacrifices
5 to 10
9 to 5
I'm losing sleep and breaking down
But If every one is on yo side you ain't grinding right
My whole life
A Brutha had to fight
Trynna figure out
Which way to go like a hermaphrodite
Chose a different road
Cuz proof had showed
How my cousin was livin' I could surely lose my life
Saw the light now I prefer to live my own through Jesus Christ
I said the Room is closing in
Back's against the wall
Haters talkin'
They expect for me to fall
I'll forever win
No matter what I am a boss
I swear it's me against the world
So imma grind and never stop
And I can say I don't want everything ... Buddy that's a lie
That's just like askin which one is better
Bein single wit money or married with nothing
And that's a tie
If u the first, At least you can get you
Whoever you want wit the money you got
If you the latter then you can make ends meet
And still have somebody that loves you a lot
And that's real ...
(Yea)
These days everybody actin real different
Feels like you the only one that's gonna stick witcha
And that's real ...
(Yea)
These days everybody actin real different
Feels like you the only one that's gonna stick witcha
That's real ... That That
That's real ... that's real
That's real ... that's
Aww yea
That's real
That's real
That's real
That's real ... yea
I can say I don't want everything
Buddy that's a lie
That's just like askin' which one is better
Bein single wit money or married with nothing and that's a tie
If u the first
Then at least you can get you whoever you want wit the money you got
And if u the latter
Then you can make ends meet and still have somebody that ...
That's real ... That That
That's real ... that's real
That's real ... that's
Aww yea
That's real
That's real
That's real
That's real ... yea

Written by:
Rickie Bailey, Rickie Bailey II

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