The Real You (Interlude)

I went to sleep woke up on a money cloud
All I ever wanna do is make somebody proud
Living life ain't fun less you getting funds
And if I got it you can get it shid it aint nun
I been broke so much shid it aint funny
So who am I to tell a nigga to get money
And who are yhall to point fingers and place blame
And who are we to use god name in vein
Say some shit that you gotta hear
But why the good niggas dead and they out of here
Man, wish life had a stop sign
Cause if it did woulda slowed down a lot of time
You can catch em lyin but my shit be the truth
Only thing I hear is shid boy we never knew
That you do it how you do it when you do the shit
But I been through it so I threw it on a paper bitch
100 miles on the dash
Pray to god that I don't crash
And if I do, everything will be right
Nigga get a deal sell a mill off a paid price

But since they wanna see it all, here you go
Line em up knock em down baby dominoe
Let the pen be my heart and I give it to ya
Cause if you live you'll feel what's real to ya
Man, I pray the price for this; and we can ride to this
But uh gotta keep it real even if it kills you
So when you done they can say they knew the real you



Credits
Writer(s): Quantavis Tilley
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