| Real
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| We gon' bring that real back
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| We gon' bring that feel back
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| Yeah I know you feel that
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| Real
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| So tell me how you like this
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| Baby don’t you fight this
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| They wanna get like this
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| Real
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| And I don’t want to waste it
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| I’m not into basic
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| I would rather chase this
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| Real
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| And we won’t let it fade
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| Live another day
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| Please respect the game
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| And that’s that real
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| I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place
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| Hardships lead to heartache
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| Hard dick for the shawtys
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| The only ones that I partake in then I skrt
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| Nigga parlay them all day, nigga so Kanye
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| Nigga ducks in a row like I’m coach bombay nigga
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| You say I’m wack, I’ma say hardly nigga
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| Fly like an eagle with your subpar ways nigga
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| I remember I was just like you
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| I was just like you, I was just like you nigga
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| And I learned if I just fight through nigga
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| Ain’t no telling what I just might do nigga
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| We do not have to be enemies, peace and serenity
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| Can’t we just all get along?
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| They throw us in a cage and they fill us up with hate
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| So fighting’s the only way a nigga really feel strong
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| So these hoes caught up, and these niggas tell lies
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| And the only way to know if it’s really that real is if you look ‘em in the eyes
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| Hallelujah, praise god, that’s real
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| Real
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| We gon' bring that real back
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| We gon' bring that feel back
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| Yeah I know you feel that
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| Real
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| So tell me how you like this
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| Baby don’t you fight this
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| They wanna get like this
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| Real
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| And I don’t want to waste it
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| I’m not into basic
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| I would rather chase this
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| Real
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| And we won’t let it fade
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| Live another day
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| Please respect the game
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| And that’s that real
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| Yeah, rest in peace to the real niggas
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| Throw the deuces at them hoes, I couldn’t deal with ya
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| Wash the pain with the steel liquor
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| Ain’t no sunshine word to bill, always been an ill nigga
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| Live from a fucked up environment
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| Mama fucked the money up, enough for her retirement
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| Made it out the habitat, still was uninspiring
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| I was at my lowest and my shit was steady spiraling
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| Out of control and starting to go
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| Middle finger to all of my foes
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| I’m tryna get this bitch out of her clothes
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| But I’m too drunk to get my head out the camo
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| Lord have mercy on all of our souls
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| I need Doctor Phil, Jesus Christ and a pot of pills
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| I helped my grandma pay her doctor bills
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| And pray her sickness disappear just like
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| tryna cop a feel
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| I tell the bitch that we can kick it like a soccer field
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| I’m just tryna get some top and drill
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| Yeah ho, you know the fucking deal
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| You a build-a-bitch, you not for real
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| We came a long way from cotton fields and cotton mills
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| Watch how the weak niggas see the cops and squeal
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| Damn, but really I’m no better than you
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| I’m living life and I’m scared of it too
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| Nigga I’m just being real
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| Real
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| We gon' bring that real back
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| We gon' bring that feel back
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| Yeah I know you feel that
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| Real
|
| So tell me how you like this
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| Baby don’t you fight this
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| They wanna get like this
|
| Real
|
| And I don’t want to waste it
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| I’m not into basic
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| I would rather chase this
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| Real
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| And we won’t let it fade
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| Live another day
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| Please respect the game
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| And that’s that real
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| Still the one they checking for
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| Still the one they asking ‘bout
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| They asking where a nigga went
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| Tell ‘em that I took the paper route
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| Had to ask a couple bitches out
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| Had to leave a couple niggas out
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| Some details I’m probably leaving out
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| How, high in back of my mama’s house
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| How, how my BM tryna sell me out
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| Damn, why my best friend talkin' ‘bout me on the gram
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| What I been through, you don’t even understand
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| What I been through
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| Ex’s sending texts that they miss you
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| Regretting everything with you
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| And how they just can’t get you off of they mental
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| Tell ‘em oh well, they in love with the old him
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| This is 2016 Sean Rose, it’s the new me
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| I ain’t here to take no L’s
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| Real
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| We gon' bring that real back
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| We gon' bring that feel back
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| Yeah I know you feel that
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| Real
|
| So tell me how you like this
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| Baby don’t you fight this
|
| They wanna get like this
|
| Real
|
| And I don’t want to waste it
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| I’m not into basic
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| I would rather chase this
|
| Real
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| And we won’t let it fade
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| Live another day
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| Please respect the game
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| And that’s that real |