it ain't what it seem
Real life is fiction
Chilling with my bros as we cook up in the kitchen
When I face my foes gotta make sure got extensions
Guided by the spirit so you know Im Never missing
And no Im not Detroit but Im still rocking pistons
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Reppin on my Jersey, reppin on my team
Fell in luv with girl, gave her wedding ring
Live my life so different it ain't what it seem
God made me real different God made me real clean
God gave me the special God gave me the dream
He took the chains off, now that I can see
Took the chains off, now that I can see
Took the chains off, now that I can see
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Ub uh uh uh
I know you ain't talking
In the hills is where Im walking
Came in your house like stalking
And my wifey look like barbie
You don't like it then Im sorry
Crash the whip like Im Jeff hardy
No car can't afford a rari
Follow my God like Im on it
Hop in the whip and I get it real quick
Not spending my money cuz I am not rich
In love with my girl and she throwing a fit
She getting upset as I throw on a fit
Im getting real cold but Im not getting sick
Im praising the Lord no reloading the clip
Im heading to chase and Im giving to kids
Whos jbthepreacher I don't know who it is
Real life is fiction
Chilling with my bros as we cook up in the kitchen
When I face my foes gotta make sure got extensions
Guided by the spirit so you know Im Never missing
And no Im not Detroit but Im still rocking pistons
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Chilling with my bros as we cook up in the kitchen
When I face my foes gotta make sure got extensions
Guided by the spirit so you know Im Never missing
And no Im not Detroit but Im still rocking pistons
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Reppin on my Jersey, reppin on my team
Fell in luv with girl, gave her wedding ring
Live my life so different it ain't what it seem
God made me real different God made me real clean
God gave me the special God gave me the dream
He took the chains off, now that I can see
Took the chains off, now that I can see
Took the chains off, now that I can see
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Ub uh uh uh
I know you ain't talking
In the hills is where Im walking
Came in your house like stalking
And my wifey look like barbie
You don't like it then Im sorry
Crash the whip like Im Jeff hardy
No car can't afford a rari
Follow my God like Im on it
Hop in the whip and I get it real quick
Not spending my money cuz I am not rich
In love with my girl and she throwing a fit
She getting upset as I throw on a fit
Im getting real cold but Im not getting sick
Im praising the Lord no reloading the clip
Im heading to chase and Im giving to kids
Whos jbthepreacher I don't know who it is
Real life is fiction
Chilling with my bros as we cook up in the kitchen
When I face my foes gotta make sure got extensions
Guided by the spirit so you know Im Never missing
And no Im not Detroit but Im still rocking pistons
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Berry
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