Dmitriy Kono - They Ain't Real

When I say I'm gonna make it, my determination taking over
I ain't gotta lie to you to try to fake it
Too many crabs are getting stuck, pushing out the same bucket
They ain't got no plan pray to lady luck
But she do not pick up, so why am I still hitting up her line
Back on my grind, I ain't wasting time
Dark room smell the fumes
T. Reeves black candle burned I'm in tune, you feel me God
Money squad, black wolf on my chest
Idealize my flesh, hit the park do a pull up set
I ain't content yet, like a chick with slight grin
I'm blizzard when I step in
They wanna tell me how I should go write a song
While I'm years ahead of anybody that's around me though
A cheetah with the track, that mean I hunt alone
While you need a, hyaena pack for you to write a poem
We ain't even in the same class
Combination on my lock got seven turns 'fore our brain clash
You ain't flying that's plane crash
I'm pouring champaign on girls while they bounce call me Dame Dash
All the money in the world couldn't save your soul
You selling out, but at night you still sleep alone
Something wrong with that picture ain't it
I'm Picasso at night women love getting their belly painted

They just do it for the fame, money out they ass
But they still sit around and complain, look
They just do it for the fame, money out they ass
But they still sit around and complain, look
They ain't real about it, and I bet you know it
You're too ashamed, you ride around and quote 'em, ugh
They ain't real about it, and I bet you know it
You're too ashamed, you ride around and quote 'em, look

I don't want to be like one of them dude, who you quote
But don't believe 'till you see me at 11 news
That's why I show you moves deep in these verses
When you play me for a year, you grew with the person
It takes a lot more than hits for me to hook you in
I beat my competition 'till they sub and they clicking in
It's the best feeling, people hate but they still checking in
To see how bad I've been killing
All of this, all the years, all the tears
All the fights that I had with my inner fears
Little help, I even asked my friend for it
He said cool but never put his hand forth
Showed me colors that I've never seen on his face
Guess it was different in his heart and he showed a trace
What a weakness, but I forgive you kid
You minded your own business while time you refused to give

They just do it for the fame, money out they ass
But they still sit around and complain, look
They just do it for the fame, money out they ass
But they still sit around and complain, look
They ain't real about it, and I bet you know it
You're too ashamed, you ride around and quote 'em, ugh
They ain't real about it, and I bet you know it
You're too ashamed, you ride around and quote 'em, look

Written by:
Dmitriy Konopatskiy

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