Really ft. Xavieon Lyrics

How you stand next to a real nigga talking bout life that ain't real for ya

Stuff that you would like to do but you ain't never did nigga worry bout yourself but won't take care of them kids

Case kept brief, I won't deal with ya

Safe kept neat Like a suit and tie, vibin' high

Head over the clouds, ain't no rainy days

Lately it's been hard for us to congregate

Reaching for the jack to pour the pain away

Cycle keep going, you can try to escape it

Medication is the best sedation

Now it's crunch time when your heart be racing

Meditation keeps you nice and patient

Picking up the signs from a mile away

Black over white with a shade of gray

I just turned 23, got no dreams to fade away

I'm just waiting on my release

We can go from good to great

Drop a tape to patch over my mistakes

Yeah, I get around

Check the views of all my estates

Some be waiting on success, I can taste it

Shorty kissing on my neck cause the fragrance

Heads be bobbing up and down when the bass hit

I'm just looking at the crowd in amazement

Still rather be rich than famous

How you stand next to a real nigga talking bout life that ain't real for you

Case kept brief, I won't deal with you

I could never deal with uh, yo, uh, check

Living out these dreams, blessed to see half of the shit I've seen

Unapologetically me

I wanna see the eight wonders and seven seas

As I breathe, cold as wintertime, bare skin on leather seats

Yeah, you know I want them endless amounts

Snakes watch they backs, round these hawks you see

On the journey, I'm alone and keeping peace

I'd kill your whole family for some money Apostrophe

all these promises I keep

My motto, I sport in championship rings

You get my blood boiling when crowds hear my songs

And they sing, from Tacoma to Beijing

I rock the mic with ease

Some say you spot a real nigga by his steez

I need capital amounts in all my bank accounts, please

I'm dressed in Sunday's best, can't spot a crease

I need my money with no overdraft fees, baby

Yeah

What my nigga Scott say

How you fucking with a real nigga talking bout shit that you ain't did, nigga

Case kept brief, I won't deal with you

Yeah, uh, yeah, keep it calm, baby