The Real Me

Got arrested
Before graduating college
Of being responsible
I had no actual knowledge
Officer asked me
Sir, you got suicidal thoughts?
My answer was hell yeah
All the time
Let me get the fuck out
And charge me for my crime
Go ahead and take my money
But please don't waste my time
I do not want R.I.P. BRO
All over the timeline
Give me roses while I'm living
Not just roses after I die
Go ahead and throw that dirt on me
Throw that dirt on me
I was no angel
I was no devil
I was just a gemini
You know
I got disrespectful
If you ever got me mad hey
Don't get me mad hey hey!

Talking without thinking
Is a blessing and a curse
Hell yeah, I went college
Hell nah, won't discuss
The pressure caused by depression
Depression caused by the pressure
When do you see the real me?
During in a studio session
Word?
When do you see the real me?
During in a studio session
Word?
When do you see the real me?

You might think I'm broke
'Cause I'm never flexing
You might think she's sleeping
Just 'cause she stopped texting
You might think I'm broke
'Cause I'm never flexing
You might think she's sleeping
Just 'cause she stopped texting

Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on move on

Even the brightest of colors
Turn gray though
Seen Hella young people
Ending up in a grave hole
I done fell in love
With such a lame hoe
Had to let her go
She was not good for my soul
I don't want eye candy yeah
I need soul food
Yeah you know
That's the truth
That's the whole mood
This is me the new G
You're the old you
Next time if we chill uh
What we gon' do?

Talking without thinking
Is a blessing and a curse
Hell yeah, I went college
Hell nah, won't discuss
The pressure caused by depression
Depression caused by the pressure
When do you see the real me?
During in a studio session
Word?
When do you see the real me?
During in a studio session
Word?
When do you see the real me?

You might think I'm broke
'Cause I'm never flexing
You might think she's sleeping
Just 'cause she stopped texting
You might think I'm broke
'Cause I'm never flexing
You might think she's sleeping
Just 'cause she stopped texting

Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on G
Move on move on

Even the brightest of colors
Turn gray though
Seen Hella young people
Ending up in a grave hole
I done fell in love
With such a lame hoe
Had to let her go
She was not good for my soul
I don't want eye candy yeah
I need soul food
Yeah you know
That's the truth
That's the whole mood
This is me the new G
You're the old you
Next time if we chill uh
What we gon' do?



Credits
Writer(s): Guido Sarmiento
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