Real Artist
Nah Jake killed this one
How many bodies he got?
Had a dream I was in a Maybach
Wasn't nobody riding
So much smoke up in the air, don't wanna come outside
And you can't stop what's meant so what I look like hiding (and you can't stop what's meant so what I look like hiding)
I get mad and think 'bout violence like all the time
Better watch who you call brodie they droppin' dimes
And they be acting like they know me, not one of mine
I hate my brother took the plea wish we could split the time
I put my feelings on the market back where it started
And I ain't nothing like them niggas none of 'em the smartest
And everything I do they jock it, they wanna copy it
Nigga say it's smoke with me I catch yo whip I park it
It's crazy now I'm ballin' like I'm John Stockton
Tryna stack a quarter million I ain't into partying
Ain't nobody wanna clap for me I ain't have no audience
'fore I miss out on my chance I'll come back and start again
When you knee deep in the streets it ain't no parent guardian
And I be lit up like a tree I knew that we would ball again
The way I bounce back strong like we won't fall again
The devil called my phone I can't answer it again
They ain't wanna take me serious I'm a real artist
Never thought that I would do it I had it the hardest
A competition where I'm from
Who gone make it the furthest?
I put my back against the wall I'm already a target
And I ain't wanna be no doctor I'm a real artist
They don't wanna give me credit I'm on of the hardest
And I ain't tryna go back to where this shit started
So much love for the trenches they know where my heart at
How many bodies he got?
Had a dream I was in a Maybach
Wasn't nobody riding
So much smoke up in the air, don't wanna come outside
And you can't stop what's meant so what I look like hiding (and you can't stop what's meant so what I look like hiding)
I get mad and think 'bout violence like all the time
Better watch who you call brodie they droppin' dimes
And they be acting like they know me, not one of mine
I hate my brother took the plea wish we could split the time
I put my feelings on the market back where it started
And I ain't nothing like them niggas none of 'em the smartest
And everything I do they jock it, they wanna copy it
Nigga say it's smoke with me I catch yo whip I park it
It's crazy now I'm ballin' like I'm John Stockton
Tryna stack a quarter million I ain't into partying
Ain't nobody wanna clap for me I ain't have no audience
'fore I miss out on my chance I'll come back and start again
When you knee deep in the streets it ain't no parent guardian
And I be lit up like a tree I knew that we would ball again
The way I bounce back strong like we won't fall again
The devil called my phone I can't answer it again
They ain't wanna take me serious I'm a real artist
Never thought that I would do it I had it the hardest
A competition where I'm from
Who gone make it the furthest?
I put my back against the wall I'm already a target
And I ain't wanna be no doctor I'm a real artist
They don't wanna give me credit I'm on of the hardest
And I ain't tryna go back to where this shit started
So much love for the trenches they know where my heart at
Credits
Writer(s): Deshun Richardson
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