Realest

But what do they know
And I see you smile
Breaking bread with my brother it's hard for you to split it
Hard to break bread nigga it's hard to say that you the realest
I been up in my zone I done burnt too many bridges
When you on this road alone you can't worry bout yo feelings
Staying ten toes cuz that's really how we living
Hate it that my brotha gone wish he'd be here with his children
Yeah this black business owned yeah we changing up statistics
Gotta get it on your own if you really bout that bidness

Get it on your own you cant worry bout your feelings
Gotta get it on your own you can't worry bout your feelings
Had to get it on my own couldn't worry bout no feelings
Had to get it on my own couldn't worry bout no feelings

New whip on my own and you know this shit ain't rented
Gotta boss up on your own if you really want them riches
Kicked out family home it was hard to explain the feeling
Told me that my brotha gone, had new pain I was feeling

Told me that my brotha gone, new pain I was feeling
Told me that my brotha gone, new pain I was feeling
Told me that my brotha gone, new pain I was feeling
Told me that my brotha gone, new pain I was feeling
Gotta get it on your own you can't worry bout your feelings
Gotta get it on your own you can't worry bout your feelings
Had to get it on my own couldn't worry bout no feelings
Had to get it on my own couldn't worry bout no feelings



Credits
Writer(s): Judea Day
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