Real Side
Yeah, yeah
Attention please
Hey, you and all your boys
See, I've had enough
Took advantage of me
Mentally, I'm fucked
One day you told me something twisted
Later found out you switched on me
Got these things that I think about
Pain will never go away
Yo ima find a way to take it all away
I'm never gonna be the same
Keep calling me pathetic, privileged
I ain't never asked for this, nah
Ambition's too big to give a fuck, brah
Music's never gonna stop being music
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am not the type to look at it as competition
Murdering the microphone just like that demolition
Mama, do not worry, I'ma be on television
Keys inside of the ignition
Just hopped out of the admission
Doing you a favor under one condition
Unless you give me suspicion
Putting me in this position
Addition
Have you ever thought that maybe I just act the way I act
Cause of you
Even if what you said's true
I wouldn't be human if I didn't fuck up
A couple times way back inside of my past
Yeah, wouldn't be human
If I hadn't lied and died inside
To face the bigger picture
Yeah, I've cheated and I've dealt with shit
But I swear that I learned my lessons
Devil burning up the heavens
Tell me your impression of me
While we have a smoke session
Music's my obsession
Try to stop me, catch aggression
Show expression, repossession
Of my time and mind
That you would take away from me
It makes me so depressed that
You would choose an ex over a dude
Fuck that
Mix the whiskey with the shrooms
Feeling my brain start to fry, fry
Why you trying to double die
Crucify, blow dry
Come by, comply
Looking from a bird's eye, glass eye
Camera lens, pink eye
Pacify
Identify the motherfucker
Peeping through the peephole
Field gold, sea coal
Ski pole, muster roll
Bankroll, acting like a bunghole
Living off the payroll
Finger bowl, glory hole
Rock and roll, lose control
Formal, right inside a journal
Mesodermal, popcorn kernel
Supernormal, semi-formal
My bitch is nocturnal, eternal
Abnormal, but in a milli
Better other ways than you
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch an itty bitty
Motherfucker looking at me
Fucking with me, tell him
Don't hurt me
Motherfuckers see me
Fucking up the trap now
Cause they be looking at me
Like I'm fucking bad now
Now
Wow
What's going on in your brain right now
Anyhow, snowplow
Somehow until now
RC Burkk is fucking up the trap now
Yeah
One thing at a time
No lie
I'm on that rockstar shit
I got a rockstar bitch
Living with me in the fast lane
Look into each other's eyes
And see the spirit
Motherfuckers they be jealous
Of the fascinations
That my baby gives me
So I flex her
And I flex it
Complex
This shit, come next
What
Wonder what the fuck is going on around me
Am I really almost twenty
So I gotta get running
And running and going
And going and flowing
And murdering everything
That shows up into my lane
Excuse my language
Gotta do it for the rap
Not the trap, fuck that, mixed the whiskey
With the shrooms, now I need a little booze
Just so I can hit the snooze
Who's shoes should I choose
Got a couple fucking screws loose
Who's who
You
Drive through
Drive by
Sex drive
Get high
Fat racks
No lie
Been there
Done that
It's fine
Clear sign
Bit signed
Pit mine
Give me mine until nine
This mind
Ride or die
Wit a dyke, show
Time, light
Alright, I'm quite alright
Afraid to fight
So I just make the best of it
Looking at you
Taking edibles
It's super delicate
I'm packing everything that I'm gon' smoke
Man, I'm living wit a little bit of tripping
No, no I don't really care
If you we're wit it, get a check and do the math
I got the digits, fucking with the widgets
On my phone
Carry on
Get off
Get that lockjaw, baby
A-Z
Represent the city
I ain't never seen
Or heard another brother
Rapping like me
Picking up the BB
Going camping
Down in these shooting
These bottles
While we making that bread
And that dollar
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Aye
Attention please
Hey, you and all your boys
See, I've had enough
Took advantage of me
Mentally, I'm fucked
One day you told me something twisted
Later found out you switched on me
Got these things that I think about
Pain will never go away
Yo ima find a way to take it all away
I'm never gonna be the same
Keep calling me pathetic, privileged
I ain't never asked for this, nah
Ambition's too big to give a fuck, brah
Music's never gonna stop being music
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am not the type to look at it as competition
Murdering the microphone just like that demolition
Mama, do not worry, I'ma be on television
Keys inside of the ignition
Just hopped out of the admission
Doing you a favor under one condition
Unless you give me suspicion
Putting me in this position
Addition
Have you ever thought that maybe I just act the way I act
Cause of you
Even if what you said's true
I wouldn't be human if I didn't fuck up
A couple times way back inside of my past
Yeah, wouldn't be human
If I hadn't lied and died inside
To face the bigger picture
Yeah, I've cheated and I've dealt with shit
But I swear that I learned my lessons
Devil burning up the heavens
Tell me your impression of me
While we have a smoke session
Music's my obsession
Try to stop me, catch aggression
Show expression, repossession
Of my time and mind
That you would take away from me
It makes me so depressed that
You would choose an ex over a dude
Fuck that
Mix the whiskey with the shrooms
Feeling my brain start to fry, fry
Why you trying to double die
Crucify, blow dry
Come by, comply
Looking from a bird's eye, glass eye
Camera lens, pink eye
Pacify
Identify the motherfucker
Peeping through the peephole
Field gold, sea coal
Ski pole, muster roll
Bankroll, acting like a bunghole
Living off the payroll
Finger bowl, glory hole
Rock and roll, lose control
Formal, right inside a journal
Mesodermal, popcorn kernel
Supernormal, semi-formal
My bitch is nocturnal, eternal
Abnormal, but in a milli
Better other ways than you
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch an itty bitty
Motherfucker looking at me
Fucking with me, tell him
Don't hurt me
Motherfuckers see me
Fucking up the trap now
Cause they be looking at me
Like I'm fucking bad now
Now
Wow
What's going on in your brain right now
Anyhow, snowplow
Somehow until now
RC Burkk is fucking up the trap now
Yeah
One thing at a time
No lie
I'm on that rockstar shit
I got a rockstar bitch
Living with me in the fast lane
Look into each other's eyes
And see the spirit
Motherfuckers they be jealous
Of the fascinations
That my baby gives me
So I flex her
And I flex it
Complex
This shit, come next
What
Wonder what the fuck is going on around me
Am I really almost twenty
So I gotta get running
And running and going
And going and flowing
And murdering everything
That shows up into my lane
Excuse my language
Gotta do it for the rap
Not the trap, fuck that, mixed the whiskey
With the shrooms, now I need a little booze
Just so I can hit the snooze
Who's shoes should I choose
Got a couple fucking screws loose
Who's who
You
Drive through
Drive by
Sex drive
Get high
Fat racks
No lie
Been there
Done that
It's fine
Clear sign
Bit signed
Pit mine
Give me mine until nine
This mind
Ride or die
Wit a dyke, show
Time, light
Alright, I'm quite alright
Afraid to fight
So I just make the best of it
Looking at you
Taking edibles
It's super delicate
I'm packing everything that I'm gon' smoke
Man, I'm living wit a little bit of tripping
No, no I don't really care
If you we're wit it, get a check and do the math
I got the digits, fucking with the widgets
On my phone
Carry on
Get off
Get that lockjaw, baby
A-Z
Represent the city
I ain't never seen
Or heard another brother
Rapping like me
Picking up the BB
Going camping
Down in these shooting
These bottles
While we making that bread
And that dollar
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Aye
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Writer(s): Ryan Burkhart
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