Real Love

I don't need nobody
What I keep telling myself
I feel like I'm something to sell
I got a dungeon to weld
Nigga I see you ain't doing so well
Is it that easy to tell?
Well come around and give me closure like you supposed to
Why do you watch as I'm falling apart and only show up when I post up?
Double tap, cardiac over my pixels
Cover the art with a mixture
Of fake love and angel dust the pain in us be straining us
And these kids won't say much cause you know how it goes when they do
Soon as you give them an opening, watch how they closing in ready to shoot
Don't got a choice gotta hold it in I'm from the lower end I should be good
Ain't no way out of the maze, I'mma stick to my product and change that
Filthy is no entertainer, I know you want me to lay up ain't sleep in a couple of days

Break me down
But look at what we built up
There's something bout that real love
There's something bout that real love

Often I hit
Six feet down in a pit
Just jumped out the abyss
They just keep arming the kid
All my scars on a hit
She gon bust it down like a wrist watch
How I put it down when I'm pissed watch
I know it be coming with a risk
Only way to show her what I'm going through
I'm just hoping we can make amends
Need you like a nigga needs a Benz
Hit it once I gotta hit again
Tell you what it is not what it might be
I'm just tryna get up in yo psyche
If you need it I can leave you all alone
I'm just tryna give you what you want

Break me down
But look at what we built up
There's something bout that real love
There's something bout that real love



Credits
Writer(s): Kid Filthy
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