Real To Me Lyrics

Real To Me lyrics

f/ Head Crack, Jkeon, Triple Seis







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[Triple Seis]



uhh huh, it's what's real to me



staying up ( fucus ).....dj honda



getcha mind right







[Chorus: Jkeon]



faded visions of what I could be



So let me show you what is real to me



Money, success and my family, to survive in the streets



That's what's real to me







[Triple Seis]



who ever thought it would happen like this



rockin' these hits, poppin' these clips



going over seas and making these chips, stop doing the dirt



and going legit, cause if I stay in the street I'ma fall in the pit



it ain't about the money it's about gettin' quick



so I'll probably get locked, cause I'm playing the strip



since the QB spotted these corner flips, I aint trying to get knocked



nigga that's common sense, trying to be on top so I could represent



FULL A CLIPS to the death of me, I keep it moving with Cuban right next to
me



It's like destiny, no matter how tight shit get



He keeps blessing me, keep testing me, to change the whole recipe



Carry the choice live out the whole legacy



I can't call it, if it's ment to be, it's ment to be



this aint a game my life is in jepardy, make sure you ready to die



Before you step to me, why you even telling me lies on ecstasy



Hatin' like you all that fire, I know as well I see







[Chorus]







[Head Crack]



I zone on tracks, I'm lost in this earth were we at



the only source of money is crack, pertecting is gats



I'm hurting inside, look at my tacks it forced me to be a thug



with a heart to clap, I feel like a animal trapped



up in this cage of life, fighting for freedom



Busting gats what we teach them



the young youth for good reasons, be smart



Braveheart, protect your family, let the rest starve



6/15/76... I hit the earth



11:22 thats the time my mom gave birth



a star was born, at the same time my heart was torn



Pops gone but fuck it doe cause life goes on



I gotta stand strong, I gotta make my moms proud



and make my grams laugh in heaven



let her know I'm still counting the blessings



I rock a vest for protecting



and rock a nigga to sleep with a smith & wesson



a little gat have a big nigga undressing



My heart pure I spit raw, a flow like this, there's no cure



I said I lose it put it on track, mash music in the thug form



that got the hood singing my song







[Chorus]







[Triple Seis] lalalalalalalalalalalalalalaahh