Pirl (Poppin' in Real Life)
If you home alone broke, and nobody hit your phone
Who gon' let you smoke for free?
Cause the people always prayin', for a break
From the Matrix, non-descripts can't ride wit me
Cause I'm poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life... I'm poppin' in real life
I mean, real, real life... Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life
They pull in broad daylight and
Aim it at your dome, they pull-up
To your casa, and parlay with your folks
See, I'm poppin' in real life
Was never into jokes
Into straight facts B, tech with the timbo's
It's fuck what you sayin', sprayin' raid
All at the roach and beef is at doorsteps
And they never tryna roast
Everybody want butter, but know
They scared to keep toast
All up in yo hood, fly shit
I'm doing the most
I'm doley, they clicked up
And still don't want smoke
In the city, I'm spliffed up
3 grams Raw fronto, rollin
Big fucking dope, kicking in too many
Doors, envied by too many hoes
Tastic I got too many flows
If you home alone broke, and nobody hit your phone
Who gon' let you smoke for free?
Cause the people always prayin', for a break
From the Matrix, non-descripts can't ride wit me
Cause I'm poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life... I'm poppin' in real life
I mean, real, real life... Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life
My mind, living on cloud 9 sky high
Can't look down low, freezing land
When I pull up, it get 40 below
And I gotta stay booted up
I'm trained ready to go and I'll never
Be snoozin' up, they knowin' I'm movin' up
They could think, that they doing some
But, I'm never lacking Joe
As of late they never try to test me
Failing never come correctly
I'm out line? Correct me
Never could, being petty
Speaking to you, feel directly
Begging for you, come and check me
Fuck the DJ's, rappers and PR's
That keep coming at me
Way y'all swallow dick is way beyond
Tryna throw shit at me
Get up your bag and train too hard
Like we going at it
Sike! We never going at it
Most my niggas trigger happy
If you home alone broke, and nobody hit your phone
Who gon' let you smoke for free?
Cause the people always prayin', for a break
From the Matrix, non-descripts can't ride wit me
Cause I'm poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life... I'm poppin' in real life
I mean, real, real life... Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life
Who gon' let you smoke for free?
Cause the people always prayin', for a break
From the Matrix, non-descripts can't ride wit me
Cause I'm poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life... I'm poppin' in real life
I mean, real, real life... Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life
They pull in broad daylight and
Aim it at your dome, they pull-up
To your casa, and parlay with your folks
See, I'm poppin' in real life
Was never into jokes
Into straight facts B, tech with the timbo's
It's fuck what you sayin', sprayin' raid
All at the roach and beef is at doorsteps
And they never tryna roast
Everybody want butter, but know
They scared to keep toast
All up in yo hood, fly shit
I'm doing the most
I'm doley, they clicked up
And still don't want smoke
In the city, I'm spliffed up
3 grams Raw fronto, rollin
Big fucking dope, kicking in too many
Doors, envied by too many hoes
Tastic I got too many flows
If you home alone broke, and nobody hit your phone
Who gon' let you smoke for free?
Cause the people always prayin', for a break
From the Matrix, non-descripts can't ride wit me
Cause I'm poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life... I'm poppin' in real life
I mean, real, real life... Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life
My mind, living on cloud 9 sky high
Can't look down low, freezing land
When I pull up, it get 40 below
And I gotta stay booted up
I'm trained ready to go and I'll never
Be snoozin' up, they knowin' I'm movin' up
They could think, that they doing some
But, I'm never lacking Joe
As of late they never try to test me
Failing never come correctly
I'm out line? Correct me
Never could, being petty
Speaking to you, feel directly
Begging for you, come and check me
Fuck the DJ's, rappers and PR's
That keep coming at me
Way y'all swallow dick is way beyond
Tryna throw shit at me
Get up your bag and train too hard
Like we going at it
Sike! We never going at it
Most my niggas trigger happy
If you home alone broke, and nobody hit your phone
Who gon' let you smoke for free?
Cause the people always prayin', for a break
From the Matrix, non-descripts can't ride wit me
Cause I'm poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life... I'm poppin' in real life
I mean, real, real life... Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life
Poppin' in real life, I mean
Real, real life
Credits
Writer(s): Heaven Hopkins
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.