The Realist

[Verse 1: Dreezy]
Long ass meetings with a bunch of cappin
You wanna sell out let me be the captain
All these new faces who actin?
And damn nigga when you start rapping
You told me that you wanted to be a preacher
Now you mad cause I won't do a feature
It's crazy how the tables turn
But a lot of niggas wasn't real I had to learn that people never wanna see you get all the shine
But I look at them as if they can go up and go grind
Cause I gave up everything my biggest fear and my time
Just because I knew that I could turn my life to a rhyme
And look, you ain't got to lie to me and tell me that you love me boy
I know it's temporary like love in February that's why I drop my nigga in January just so you could spare me
Cause all the lies ain't necessary

[Chorus: Ross Augusta]
I need nothing but The Realest
Can you be The Realest
[?]
All I need is nothing but The Realest
Can you be The Realest

[Verse 2: Dreezy]
I think I'm too real for bitches
When I'm honest people get in their feelings
But I would rather keep it real than to sit around and smile in your face that's the people that I hate the ones that disappear They see you up
Then they want to wish you luck
Come around when you get bucks but never really gave a fuck
With loyalty it ain't no second chance
Now I'm the first lady and the president
And ain't no feelings in this resident
I got fans more loyal than friends
Ain't got no man I'm in love with the bands
I had to plan & they ain't understand
I ain't got time for the BS
Or games like a DS or PS
Play niggas like recess
I had too many regrets
But on the real I'm just looking for the real

[Chorus: Ross Augusta]
I need nothing but The Realest
Can you be The Realest
[?]
All I need is nothing but The Realest
Can you be The Realest