(Real)
Secretly I'm living life good
I know I talk a lot about the problems I deal with and man, I never go out, I should
'cause technically I stay in with my feelings, that's real shit
But if I drink with a pill that makes a real hit, then I'm thinking something has gone wrong here
I got a lot of fucking things to say so play this on a replay
You caught me on a bad day
Ayo Jordan, remember the conversation we had last night?
Well, I'm doing it now
We had a talk about direction, fighting on finding the right section
Vote for me in music election (ha!)
'cause we got a lot of dreams and means and we did everything you see without a team which means we the greatest
Hands up nigga, we made it (hands up)
Not yet but we knocking niggas out to take it (pow!)
Listen to the way the fucking beat goes
I'm so cold that the motherfuckin' beat froze (nigga)
Had a lot of pressure from the nigga I work for, he's telling me to work more
I do a 9-5, I really barely survive and I'm already contemplating whether I should bury alive, oh and plus I never really saw that pay rise
High five 'cause I know you never cared for my feelings
Back to this, I made an activist
Have to dissect my lyrics like a bio class but the rappers are the bee's and bee's are kinda harmless
Safety first, don't even need your mans
They don't sting to kill, they sting because they're scared and imma do them like How did Beyonce
Kinda ironic I must say, they're both called 'B' and had a lyrical assassin (take a breath)
My lines are [?] two face consulate
Got a lot of enemies, you don't wanna compensate
Face all squished like your life is a constipate price to pay to lay down a verse to say "Dre, he raps okay"
I don't rap "Okay"
Only rap A grade rap until I get paid
If rap was a food then nigga I'm over weight
Me plus me don't work, its over stay
Oh my god, I just realised something, every-time I talk about the real that's nothin'
People don't care about what's going on, they would rather hear a pill drop song
2019 that's my year best believe that
I ain't coming dropping records on a B rap
Only do that A class shit like Mercedes, Believe that
So many records, I could quit rap but if I did that would you wanna listen if I christen every bar with Deniable glisten, so diverse almost like I'm Ying-Yang
Come in like a ping pong table with the verse, like Deniable is split into 2 and I gotta win but my pen needs ink so I'm thinking that its fin', let the other half win like it's a custody battle
I got raps on raps, ain't no way I can settle (uh!)
Hide you in the bag that's murder
Put you under water until you drown, can't hear ya
Had to drop another slap track, might burn ya
Me plus me don't work, that's failure
Man, I hate myself and that's the meaning of pain
I'm dropping songs and they be dripping, that's the meaning of rain
I'm so dark, it doesn't mean I've been living in shame
I go red, it doesn't mean I've been living in vein
And on god if I gotta take you out imma do it
I got bars I be flowing, thats the meaning of fluid
I got told I was living in the past, I knew it
My shit old but it's good so I guess imma do it
I got a lot of fucking plans for you
I got a lot of fucking plans for you
I got a lot of fucking plans for you but who knew I would be starting it with Trident part 2 (ooh!)
