Real Talk

Yo
[Verse 1: Doughboi]
I seen it all cuz-oh
When I was laying down my hustle
Wasn’t feeling nothing but trying to come up on a bundle
A gorilla in this urban jungle
But them bananas got clipped
And then bandanas gave a reason to trip
So I ain’t see no reason to get live
About them streets
Especially when I knew errything about them streets
I was dependent on the block
I thought without them streets
I wouldn’t make it
Being a real man I just couldn’t face it
Why I was faced with reality
My partner fell victim to a 211 fatality
He’s not coming home
And I got a lot of partners that’s not coming home
And it hurts my heart to know that they gone
Possibly yes if we just try to progress instеad of regress
And stop playing like it’s rеcess
I could guarantee the failure rate would be less
If we just confess to the Lord
And start over then we could be blessed
So holla

This is real talk
Homie this is real life
We speakin’ to the mic so you can feel what it’s like
In the real world
Welcome to the real world
In the real world
Welcome to the real world
This is real talk
Homie this is real life
We speakin’ to the mic so you can feel what it’s like
In the real world
Welcome to the real world
In the real world
Welcome to the real world

[Verse 2: Sevin]
HOG MOB
Siete’
Yuh
Uh
I was told that
I’d make a meal ticket if I sold crack
All I got’s a gang of dead homies and some old back
For those running them blades gun in the waist
It’s a cold track
I got a cousin with his guts bustin out his whole back
Everyday’s a gamble
Kingdom ‘fore the throne cracks
It’s a known fact
That a fourth of us won’t make it to be high school diplomats
Got ta go get on that
Before your dreams end up on your jeans with your dome cracked
The chrome don’t really give a rip who was thrown at
Bystanders die too
Be careful where your chrome at
My boy Philly D didn’t really see
What he could really be
But when I say he had flow
He could really G
But no scratch
Got fed up and hit a killing spree
Now he’s doing life dog
Despite his abilities
Go back never he’s integrated statistically
Another future low jacked
Learn from it so that
You ain’t wanna blow cats
Thirty years later smoking dope out in ol Sac
Messing with a broke rat
Invest in your future and the rest you can own that
Quit leeching off females and get your own stack
Cuz females can derail any man's own track
I don’t care if you’s a young thug or an old mack
I wish another freak would creep like I’m some cold cat
I roll the word up like herb and let her blow that

This is real talk
Homie this is real life
We speakin’ to the mic so you can feel what it’s like
In the real world
Welcome to the real world
In the real world
Welcome to the real world
This is real talk
Homie this is real life
We speakin’ to the mic so you can feel what it’s like
In the real world
Welcome to the real world
In the real world
Welcome to the real world

[Verse 3: Floe Montana]
Yeah
Following minds of these relics
Get you clipped like Lucifer's wings
In a game where niggas shoot to kill
Without even using a screen
I pick and roll down the avenue street
First pick your victim then you roll on em
Avalanche of the heat
Flesh wounds to ya hands and ya feet
Tunas the can of the sweet
Makes it hard for you to stand on ya feet
The ambulance is in a panic to meet you
I only hope the day arrives
Before a breath of homicide is there to greet you
Volcanic
Lava spillin
It's hot
Ya gotta feel it
Ya adversaries are like cavities ya gotta drill em
And everybody jocks a villain
Until they pop somebody
For whom you had a lot of feelings
If my words are empty forgive me I thirst
But if I'm wrong then tell me why the heck
Is all the family feeling this hurt
They say the truth remains sealed in the dirt
I got the shovel with the spade on it
About to put the tool to the turf

This is real talk
Real Life
So you can feel what it’s like
Welcome to the real world
I Put the tool to the turf
Welcome to the real world