Too Real

[Verse 1]
I’ve always loved fashion
Now, I don’t think I’m a fan of it
Cause when I put on a shirt
It looks better up on the mannequin
I rap bout getting girls
But bruh, you don’t know the half of it
I think the last time I had one
I was still reading Paddington
And I wish that they wanted me
Cause I know I’d be decent
But I ain’t lookin' the greatest
Ain’t been in shape as of recent
I feel like all the good girls have been taken, no Liam Neeson
And then for all the ones I’m interested in
I’m just for cheesin'
Too real

[Interlude]
Rainbows, sunshine, everywhere
Go
Rainbows, sunshine, everywhere
Go

[Verse 2]
Spendin all my money on features to gain a co-sign
Forgettin all the words from my teachers cause i just know rhyme
Tired of bein one of the rappers that y’all just don’t mind
I wanna be the rapper that you would describe as yo type
So hype
For what I might become
I hit the notes right even though I might be young
I don’t even have a license but I got the drive, so what
Is the big deal having my life so fun?
Yo, uh
My entire city treats me like a child
I can see the underestimation inside of them pile
I wanna shut em up and remind them that I can make it
Though I keep it locked down, cause maybe I’m the one mistaken
But music is my incredible talent, it’s my fate right?
Maybe someday I can be the Fallon of the late night
I stay tight, but my jeans the same size
I’m tellin' you, it’s the weight, you can see it in my thighs
I sound like a chic cause this song is so soft
I’m self conscious bout my body, but I just can’t stop
I spend every second of my life tryna make songs that bop
But all I craft and release just BOOM it drops and then flops
Wish I was as happy on the inside as I am on the out
Wish that I hung out with my friends not just to get out of the house
Wish more people understood just what the heck I’m about
Wish this song was a banger and not just a guy pouting
I do more than rap, but y’all just wouldn’t know
Cause nowadays all friends care about is boasting and roasts
And I’m guilty of it too, I am
I make fun of people, knowing I got blood on my hands
But it still pisses me off, feel like my only real friends
Are a few from the Flock and God
Cause I’m in his hands
Still haven’t seen him, but I believe he’s the real “I Am”
Ain’t seen the map but I know that rapping is in his plan
I’m the flyest fifteen year old
I’m toppin' that list
I don’t recognize you
I don’t know your name
I’ll never be bumpin' yo fist
I am not smokin' on nothin', no that’s just the steam that is comin' right off of this disc
I know I got haters but honestly I think you jealous and cause of that, y’all gettin' pissed

[Outro]
Stop doubtin'
I already got mass appeal
Stop doubtin'
Y’all ready know I’m too real
Y’all ready know I’m too real
Y’all ready know I’m too real