Real Life

I just wanna make it out the trenches
What it feels like
Mama always told me boy be careful
Before the streets sly you
Nigga fighting for the pussy
Boy you know you stupid
Got a couple bitches acting like
they wanna fuck me
I don't really have the time
Bitch you know I'm busy
Chase the bag and keep it low key
Else gonna lose it
My brother acting like a stranger
But I'm still gon love him
OTF or 4PF
I don't wanna lose him

Family is everything
They can save or get you killed
Keep them close and watch your homie
I don't really do those things
I just wanna live life
Live before leave this life
I just wanna say Hi
Out of space and no time
I'm watching out for snakes
While I'm heading for the greener grass
Take my music oversea
We started with the street life
Make myself so proud of me
Seven figures is the plan
No loose guarding in the streets
Nigga this is street life
Put my phone on DND
Make nobody hello me
Business conversations only
Make nobody bother me
If love don't pay the bills
Tell me why you come dey hello me
Business conversations only
I say make nobody bother me
How can I miss you?
You are not not a friend of me
You are not my enemy
I lock myself up in my room
Writing music for the street
Can't afford to lose
So I uh in the street life
If you want the love
Level up

So tell me if e red if you call
Tell me who go pick
Shey you no dey see for street
Say you gats to uh
Me I no dey jealousy
No money for Hennessy
Sapa chilling in my crib
Pray to God I'm on my knees
God Will Do A Miracle
God will always come through
Bad days go will away
And the sun will shine again
I say God Will Do A Miracle
God will always come through
Bad days has gone away
Welcome to my sunny day eh
If my face no show my gee o
Shey I fit call you my gee o
And if I call you my gee o
Shey you go answer my gee o
If my face no show my gee o
Shey I fit call you my gee o
And if I call you my gee o
Shey you go answer my gee o



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Idisi
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