The Real Me

Missing me
Damn I was missing me
This the real me
This the real me
This the real me
Shit okay

I'm that masterpiece born and raised to be beast
Murder tracks in my sleep, murder tracks then I sleep
Bitches call I don't pick, bitch it's cold then I pick
Love a hoe never me, I'm a boss I'm a G
This that calvary swooping in saving me
From my lust from my greed
Let it show now they see, GEOX to the will
Tell them hoes when you see, I'll be coming through for real
I'll be sliding through for real
7 days in a week, working hard feel like 6
Not enough to be real needed more but it's g
Work with what you got not complaining like a bitch
Work through what you got not be stalling like a bitch

Missing me, missing me
I was missing me, yeah missing me
This the real me, it's the real me
It's the real me, it's the real me

Q and A assess my motherfucking state
If I lost my brain along the way then I'll be frank
I didn't notice a thing damn, how could I notice it?
I guess when you're insane you never notice it
Turned the page on who I was to know the extent
Of what it would it take to be myself do what's best for me
Fuck everyone else, how could I notice it?
I guess when you're insane you never notice it

Missing me, missing me
Missing me, missing me
This the real me, it's the real me
It's the real me, it's the real me

I was missing me, I was missing me
I was missing me, I was missing me
This the real me, it's the real me
It's the real me, it's the real me



Credits
Writer(s): George William Muiri
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