Hate the Real Me

4
Q you went brazy

Think I'm addicted to money
Ima go pop rubber bands
Never should of took the chance
Miles give her to the Klan
I would just hate to show the real me
Feeling concealed through seals
Can you feel me

Tryna get high as I can
Wait till the pill kick in
The stick bigger than my hand
Everybody say I'm tripping
Tryna get so high fuck tryna land
Still focused on the mission
Praying the drugs don't kill me
Before I show the real me
I'm trying to get high as I can
Tryna get high as I can
High as I can
Tryna get higher than Kankan
High like where did the land go
Klan yea since Bandos
The real me you can't handle

I've just been stacking my money I'm a product of the streets
The voice inside my head became the real enemy
Been tryna find ways out
Flying high south
Momma still stressing me out
Knowing she just praying I flood the account up
Yea inside the the trap
Days went by no sleep
Look at the money I made
It never made me
Lost all my feelings and turned renegade
The demon tamed me
Fuck all the haters that still throwing shade
Can't even fake it I hate the real me
A sober mind never good for me
They gon try to slime why I keep a stick with me
Young nigga slept on the floor with me
Blitz get sent for free
Im out in public pouring lean showing the real me

Think I'm addicted to money
Ima go pop rubber bands
Never should have took the chance
Miles give her to the Klan
I would just hate to show the real me
Feeling concealed through seals
Can you feel me

Tryna get high as I can
Wait till the pill kick in
The stick bigger than my hand
Everybody say I'm tripping
Tryna get so high fuck tryna land
Still focused on the mission
Praying the drugs don't kill me
Before I show the real me
I'm trying to get high as I can
Trying to get high as I can
High as I can
Tryna get higher than Kankan
High like where did the land go
Klan yea since Bandos
The real me you can't handle

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Klan



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Lovings
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