Real ft. The Game Lyrics

Ayo Jayco, yee

Let's talk to em

You know me

I'm on them real west side vibes

Tell these n*ggas something, look

I'm done lost homies after homies

Tryna keep it one hunnid

Keep the tech nine riding shotgun

If a n*gga run up on it

Know I'm in the 64

Dipping through the back street

Know I pack heat

Know i keep the feens running up and down the block

Like it's a track meet

Know that 45 got the extendo on a stretch

Long as Shaq feet

This LA sh*t

40,000 different hood

Get hit with the K quick

Yeah, you better ride it til the wheels off

Serials get scraped

And bodies just get peeled off

Just for tryna keep it real

Bodies rolling down the block

Often tryna climb that hill, wassup, yeah

Yeah, n*ggas try to keep it real

Always try to keep it real

N*ggas die out here, keep it real

N*ggas lose their life just tryna keep it real

Keep it real that always been the mentality

The good die young is the unfortunate reality

Most people worried about status instead of salary

If a sucka run up on it, he gon find himself in tragedy

People switch up who they are for someone they pretend to be

Prioritize horribly, violation morally

I stay speaking facts, this sh*t be sound like a poetry

Do right and stay humble so my son he can look up me

You know life is short, it's never what it seems

Many youngins out there steady chasing cream

Plottin' on each other or find ways to scheme

Living off their means, we all got a dream

They say you are well off or you fell off

Expectation is the new perception, work your tail off

Some people act like your real friends but they all talk

Always got that heat on me, you all soft

Yeah, yeah, n*ggas try to keep it real

Always try to keep it real

N*ggas die out here, keep it real

N*ggas lose their life just tryna keep it real