Real

I don't hear the hate, that's no sound
Ridin' 'round my old town
They wanna judge, that's your round
Big shoes to fill, I'm no clown
It's going down, I'm going up
In flight movie showing up
They so confused, they can't defuse
Just a matter of time 'fore I'm blowing up
And that's real
And that's real

Fuck top shelf, fuck top floor
I'm just grinding out so I'm not poor
Money, once you got more
It's like what the fuck would you stop for?
Would you stop for love? Stop for friends?
Realness, not pretend
'Cause time is the only thing in life that you can decide not to spend
And that's real
And that's real

I've been thinkin' 'bout that real love
That only thing that heal, love
That "Motherfuck that deal" love
Tryna keep the people I still love
I'm sorry that I ain't call you back
Weigh heavy on my heart, cardiac
They say "Life is a party" but I'ma bring the Bacardi back
I'm sorry I neglected you, damn near disrespected you
Honestly, I think I did it thinking I was protecting you
But you guys should know that I am always thinking of you
And all the bullshit aside, I wanna say that I love you
And that's real



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Writer(s): Tyronne Henderson
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