I'm Real

Got my shades on I'm bout to hit the city
The drinks are on me, but only if you're pretty
Not wasting my time on no petty little hoes
It's my time to shine, yeah you know how it goes
I'm on top of the world, I don't see me coming down
Got a pocket full of twenties I will buy another round
Watch my fucks run out the door, I won't waste one on you
I'm not sober anymore, being savage what I do
Running in college after knowledge but I'm flunking all my classes
I know all this needs to be polished but I go about it backwards
Drinking at 4 AM on the floor again, hating myself with a horror grin
Getting in a fight with the mirror telling myself I need to be more than him
You're a nuisance with your two cents and I'm fluent like a student
That is prudent on improvement and it's all for your amusement
And I can't lie cause it's not right, you know sometimes I am uptight
But when the sun shines we'll be alright, and I know you'll be singing this all night

I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
Mother fucker I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
Mother fucker I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
Mother fucker I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
Mother fucker I'm real

It's haunting me psychology like I need a frontal lobotomy
No economy cause its all on me fuck the world in the ass that's sodomy
And when I'm on the beat bring the fire hose cause I bring the heat make the lights explode
And my conscience goes right out the door ill flip you upside down exposed
You literally gotta be kidding me I will turn you into pages of history
It's not a mystery not talking bitterly it's just a 1 2 3 and my victory
Cant rhyme like me and you know it's true I've been doing this ever since I was two
I learned from the best now how bout you, gotta give thanks to Dr. Seuss
Sure I don't have that many songs, but why burn out before you blow up?
Last time I checked you had 30 songs but only 10 mother fucking subs
I like quality over quantity I'm bored internally from your commodity
I'm pride so swallow me rapping unconsciously I'm on it constantly see toxicology
Changing the policy cutting out wannabes sorry for honesty fuck an apology
Coming in hostily leaving the modesty prodigies wanting me but I'm no property
I am whats next when I'm passing by bitches be breaking their necks
I'm only being real don't fuck with anything less

I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
Mother fucker I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
Mother fucker I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
Mother fucker I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
I'm real
Mother fucker I'm real

My lyrics are rudimentary not meant for the penitentiary
Heaven-sent for the next century you're bent like a human centipede
Shit stench when you're standing next to me on the bench cause it's not meant to be
Repent cause no ones blessing me, invent a foolproof recipe
I torment you like an enemy 90% of y'all are less than me
Resent cause its all jealousy supplement that cause it's my destiny
I resent like open sesame I present it to you so steadily
It's the best on the beat, let the lesson be, its B dash M I L L Z

They say money talks, I guess that's why I'm fucking mute
Seeing dollar signs but I am broke my brain does not compute
And no its nothing new, I'm just like all of you
Getting in my car to go to work s'like all I fucking do
They say money talks, I guess that's why I'm fucking mute
Seeing dollar signs but I am broke my brain does not compute
And no its nothing new, I'm just like all of you
Getting in my car to go to work s'like all I fucking do



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Miller
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