Real Ones

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Statik Selektah)
Yeah

No regrets, aimed for the stars and I
Landed on the clouds, but I started out with less
I look around the crib, and I notice how I'm blessed
Shit is laughable, tears fallin', this must be gratitude

People judge left and right, everyone is fallible
Fuck the world, focus on the babies comin' after you
Middle finger to your opinion of me
I'm livin' for the fam, all you niggas just livin' to please

The boy is gifted, how I conjure these written with ease
Pity had to close the arc on them, they didn't believe
Give a fuck about a random nigga, my life is real
Give a fuck about the fandom, nigga, I'm coppin' buildings
Give a fuck about the Phantom nigga

Fuck these hoes, 'cause my wife think I'm handsome, nigga
That's a lesson if you takin' her for granted, nigga
Took her 'round the world, then I took her to her home
Then I copped her (yeah) a Jumeirah villa

Life good, know the hate gon' come (hate gon' come)
And real shit gon' bring fake love (fake love)
And these days, everybody on the same shit (on the same shit)
Seem like everybody on some fake shit (on same fake shit)

I'm only singin' for the real ones (real ones), yeah
All the one that show me real love (real love), yeah
All the one that have they own mind (own mind)
Give me freedom over fame, I ain't tryna play the game (yeah)
Nah

Tony Hawk 900, ride 'til the wheels fall
Tickets for my granddad, always at the will-call
Wish that you could see me though, I'm your reincarnation
Yeah, I'm doin' good, but your great-grand' is goin' places

We had to scrap for everything that we had
That's why I'm coppin' flights left and right, where is you at?
I'm still saving for a rainy day, used to have some hurricanes
Lately, it's a drizzle because I live the California way

And every time the rain come, I be like, "We needed it"
Prayin' for the good, only work when you believe in it
Steppin' on the porch, is it grass that I'm breathin' in?
Boy, I'm from the city, every day is like I'm dreamin' it

Plottin' on the money as a teen, I was schemin' it
Sell a little weed from my jeans, I could see the shit
Just like it was yesterday, crossroads led me where I'm at
And it's a better day, I'm happy that I (yeah) get to say

Life good, know the hate gon' come (hate gon' come)
And real shit gon' bring fake love (fake love)
And these days, everybody on the same shit (on the same shit)
Seem like everybody on some fake shit (on same fake shit)

I'm only singin' for the real ones (real ones), yeah
All the one that show me real love (real love), yeah
All the one that have they own mind (own mind)
Give me freedom over fame (yeah), I ain't tryna (yeah) play the game
(Yeah) nah (yeah)

No complaints, I'm rippin' the beat with no restraint
Livin' legend, nigga, I'm goated, it's really no debate
If it had a kick, then I floated, I had to bit to drink
The faces when I'm spittin' got me feeling like my shit do stink

Straight passionate, bring me back to the back of the
Knittin' factory, slum village, ray and neph', rum spillin'
Circle cyph' soakin' up the game, we was just children
Told 'em that I work so hard because I love chillin'

Every single hero is destined to be someone's villain
Do it for yourself and everyone that make you love livin'
Can't please everyone
Everyone's a critic when you doin' what they never done

Thought they tripped me up and set me up for a better run
I'm only tryna be a better dad, better son, better husband
Safe space, if you need to chat, come in
Door stay ajar just to let the love in (yeah)

Life good, know the hate gon' come (hate gon' come)
And real shit gon' bring fake love (fake love)
And these days, everybody on the same shit (on the same shit)
Seem like everybody on some fake shit (on same fake shit)

I'm only singing for the real ones (real ones), yeah
All the one that show me real love (real love), yeah
All the one that have they own mind (own mind)
Give me freedom over fame, I ain't tryna play the game

Nah



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Writer(s): Patrick Baril, Avery Jones
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