Real

You haters ain't real
I think you need to stop pretending
These haters ain't ill
And we know the deal
You haters ain't on
Here today and the next you're gone
'Cause you haters ain't real
We know the deal (yeah)
Yeah, we know the deal

87 strip walker, I'm a shit talker
Fuck all night, yo, depending what I'm off of
I had a white girl I tossed her, black girl I lost her
Bake bread with the stones, I'm the Rock of Gibraltar
Salt of the Earth for what it's worth yo from birth
I was first with a verse, live niggas don't rehearse
Wear the profits on the shirt, yeah, yeah that's decree
I can give a fuck if it's real or a weave
I tell you when you look good and keep it right there

I'm as important to the shy as my nigga Mike Air
Jordan three's on the feet as we breeze down lake shore
These are the days that we bake more to make more
I've been living in the moment lately
It's like the love and the hate seem to motivate me
Lady, lady, that body crazy
You've been working out of this thing
If you're not, tell me if you're really real

You haters ain't real
I think you need to stop pretending
These haters ain't ill
We know the deal (you know, you know)
You haters ain't on (on)
Here today and the next you're gone
'Cause you haters ain't real (you know, you know)
We know the deal (we know, we know)
Yeah, we know the deal

I'm the sole controller, opposite of sober
Flow from the south side to south Angola
Mami wanna strip, then yeah, I'ma poke her
And go all in and stretch it out like yoga
I'm flexing, sexing, oiled up like Texas
Survivor, soldier, a child is destined
A star is born in a Chicago storm
The name is Common, I'm anything but the norm, uh

Six in the morning, something warm informing
I'm sweating like I'm performing on tour and uh
Y'all fucking with this like porn
Put your fists up, 'cause you know I ride on
New planes and plateaus, made it through the black hole
I rhyme in a timeless capsule, I rap for
Niggas in the barber shops and broads that's hot
I run the town, I'm a fucking juggernaut
This shit is real

You haters ain't real
I think you need to stop pretending
These haters ain't ill
And we know the deal (you know, you know)
You haters ain't on (on)
Here today and the next you're gone
'Cause you haters ain't real (you know, you know)
We know the deal (we know, we know)

You haters ain't real
I think you need to stop pretending
These haters ain't ill
And we know the deal (you know, you know)
You haters ain't on (on)
Here today and the next you're gone
'Cause you haters ain't real (you know, you know)
We know the deal (we know, we know)
Yeah, we know the deal



Credits
Writer(s): Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Steve Wyreman, Dion Wilson, Ronnie James Wilson, Sean David Fenton, Oliver Scott
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