The Real Me

[Verse 1]

So we start running on the thing that we really really want
But it don’t work out unless we taught
Sometimes I don’t really really care for your ass
You clean my stuff, do your thing and pleasure
Though this might not last, you mad but I extend the measure
The graditude I have for some women indeed
In times of need, when I really really needa proceed
We like, bottom feeders and tryna succeed
Horrorcore or not, this is me on that happy shit
Crappy hit, let em know what I need to do to come around and
Be different, and extend your wisdom
This bitch hates me, but she love my music
And feels my movement
She more of a fan to me and nothing else really
I ain't into all that love shit till my bitch get my fucken CD from the shelf
So we know what it is to back track, and come and see the real me
Rise and grind in time and just be what you really wanna be

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I still work hard, for every single dime
All the time wasted on a girl, nope I'll never get that back
I finna react, but I never do
I just stay humble, lay low invisible
Never complain man, complaining is for quitters
I don’t really wanna do that even if I'm a sinner
I say don’t live for love, just love to live
You know im based, I don’t really give a fuck at all
Don’t know if college is for me, hope I dont have a normal job
Whats wrong wit being yourself? Everybody just tryna
Do their own thing, smoke their own marijuana
And they just wanna, advance so quick
While I perfect the basics
My music erases
Thoughts of doubt that any of ya'll have
Incorporate everything into your lil plan
It's true hard work pays off
You do it for the fucken man

[Hook]