Real As It Gets Lyrics

Need some lean in my body, I'm sick

Itching for it like I got a tick

These ain't Converse lil baby these Ricks, oh

Too many shoes I don't know what to pick, oh

Tell these niggas get off of my dick

Don't trust nobody I'm clutchin' my blick

I'm not the type to just go hit a lick, oh but this is as real as it gets, oh

I need to put the liquor down because I can't be contained

Overthinking, fucking up my brain

Working way too damn much, I feel drained

Aye, shoutout my girl cuz she keepin' me sane

Uh, I put a mask on to cover the pain, all the ugliness I feel like I'm Bane

Ain't no follow the leader, I'm in my own lane

I could never be lame, too many morals I've gained

No, things will never be the same, all of this comes with the fame

I'm only heatin' up, can't put me out like a flame

My pops a producer and I'm making music, I guess you could say that it run in my genes

Money, I'm stuffing it all in my jeans

Amiris no we don't do Shein

You could tell who really want it

Yeah, my grind you know I'm on it

Oh, I'm being honest

Chasing these rings I feel like Sonic

Need some lean in my body, I'm sick

Itching for it like I got a tick

These ain't Converse lil baby these Ricks, oh

Too many shoes I don't know what to pick, oh

Tell these niggas get off of my dick

Don't trust nobody I'm clutchin' my blick

I'm not the type to just go hit a lick, oh but this is as real as it gets, oh

About my life I'm insecure, ure

Are your intentions pure, ure

Will I live long I'm not sure, ure

Give me hints, I need more, more

I need to know if I really could run it, off of the top I ain't using no bonnet

My brain is a book filled with pictures like comic

The first to blow up in my city, iconic

They say it's on God's time but I can't time it

All this is meant for me, I won't rewind it

Right now looking for answers, can't find it

Bitch I'm way too damn sick I got sinus, infection

All white forces better watch where you steppin', I could make you go missing in seconds

Do it right the first time no second guessin'

I'm good in every state no need to check in

They let me on the plane with an illegal weapon

Two clips, got damn brand new Smith & Wesson

FN right next to it, know that its the bestfriend

I'm going down, lemme change the direction

Gaining traction, made myself an investment

Mic check, one, two, one, two, who you testin'

On myself yeah, you know that I'm bettin'

I always thank God, I ain't blocking my blessing

I ain't Gunna I swear on my brothers ain't tellin'

They keep fucking with me, then I'll turn to a felon

The banana clip on me, I'll take off his melon

Need some lean in my body, I'm sick

Itching for it like I got a tick

These ain't Converse lil baby these Ricks, oh

Too many shoes I don't know what to pick, oh

Tell these niggas get off of my dick

Don't trust nobody I'm clutchin' my blick

I'm not the type to just go hit a lick, oh but this is as real as it gets, oh