That Real
Before I new what I was doing
I was trying to do something
That's the definition, listen of a know it all youngin'
Hard headed, hardly headed in directions I intended
Where I ended was deaded, like no exit except the entrace
So now I'm making my entrance as if I'm hopping the fences
Thinking I'm big pimpin when really I'm just an infant
Adolescent at best had a lesson of living
Given to me the stress, inherited with the vision
Wool over my eyes, blue say is the sky
Grey is the true color but who say it the why
So does that make me pessimistic, if I feel Im alright but that best at this shit
Niggas say Im cool, shorties say Im their lipstick
On the tip of their tongues is my lyrics their whispering
Let's make it apply, right place & the time
Tight space & the vibe is right for lacing a rhyme Might, say Im the prime, light laced in the lime Bittersweet is the beat & together taste is divin Lemonade in the shine, dimmer shade in the blind
Spots in my mirror, forward never rewind
Plots vividly clearer, not saying that Im
Knowing just what Im doing but got faith in my grin
So stop haters youre lying, if you say that you get it how I get it
Swab test your failed, cant spit it how I spit it
One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
Whatever that means, it's all better hope to be
One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
They say, oh, bringing real shit
Something you could feel shit numb to that dumb it down, spun overkill shit
Run, overhill shit, dated like the fifth wheel
Hate it when they made it
but they praise it just to get deals
Me, never that man, thats never happening
See I be rappin for the feeling I got back when
I was riding on a big wheel, when friends owing me a dollar was a big deal
Sunday night, grandmama cook a big meal, meaning that I do it for the innocents in it still
And if Im naive fucking it man, shit will
Seem better even though the weather seems chill
Spleen chills at the idea of seeming fake,
even though imitation makes mean bills
I mean, innovation will get you recognition but keep it real is really code for the check is missing
And thats cool, cause me, Im a realist
optimistically drinking from the glass of the pessimistic
Baby check it listen
One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
Whatever that means, it's all better hope to be
One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
I was trying to do something
That's the definition, listen of a know it all youngin'
Hard headed, hardly headed in directions I intended
Where I ended was deaded, like no exit except the entrace
So now I'm making my entrance as if I'm hopping the fences
Thinking I'm big pimpin when really I'm just an infant
Adolescent at best had a lesson of living
Given to me the stress, inherited with the vision
Wool over my eyes, blue say is the sky
Grey is the true color but who say it the why
So does that make me pessimistic, if I feel Im alright but that best at this shit
Niggas say Im cool, shorties say Im their lipstick
On the tip of their tongues is my lyrics their whispering
Let's make it apply, right place & the time
Tight space & the vibe is right for lacing a rhyme Might, say Im the prime, light laced in the lime Bittersweet is the beat & together taste is divin Lemonade in the shine, dimmer shade in the blind
Spots in my mirror, forward never rewind
Plots vividly clearer, not saying that Im
Knowing just what Im doing but got faith in my grin
So stop haters youre lying, if you say that you get it how I get it
Swab test your failed, cant spit it how I spit it
One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
Whatever that means, it's all better hope to be
One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
They say, oh, bringing real shit
Something you could feel shit numb to that dumb it down, spun overkill shit
Run, overhill shit, dated like the fifth wheel
Hate it when they made it
but they praise it just to get deals
Me, never that man, thats never happening
See I be rappin for the feeling I got back when
I was riding on a big wheel, when friends owing me a dollar was a big deal
Sunday night, grandmama cook a big meal, meaning that I do it for the innocents in it still
And if Im naive fucking it man, shit will
Seem better even though the weather seems chill
Spleen chills at the idea of seeming fake,
even though imitation makes mean bills
I mean, innovation will get you recognition but keep it real is really code for the check is missing
And thats cool, cause me, Im a realist
optimistically drinking from the glass of the pessimistic
Baby check it listen
One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
Whatever that means, it's all better hope to be
One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
Credits
Writer(s): Amir Mohamed
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