Real to Me

[Triple Seis] Uhh huh, it's what's real to me Staying up ( fucus ).....dj honda Getcha mind right [Hook: Jkeon] Faded visions of what I could be So let me show you what is real to me Money, success and my family, to survive in the streets That's what's real to me [Triple Seis] Who ever thought it would happen like this Rockin' these hits, poppin' these clips Going over seas and making these chips, stop doing the dirt And going legit, cause if I stay in the street I'mma fall in the pit It ain't about the money it's about gettin' quick So I'll probably get locked, cause I'm playing the strip Since the QB spotted these corner flips, I ain't trying to get knocked Nigga that's common sense, trying to be on top so I could represent FULL A CLIPS to the death of me, I keep it moving with Cuban right next to me It's like destiny, no matter how tight shit get He keeps blessing me, keep testing me, to change the whole recipe Carry the choice live out the whole legacy I can't call it, if it's ment to be, it's ment to be This ain't a game my life is in jepardy, make sure you ready to die Before you step to me, why you even telling me lies on ecstasy Hatin' like you all that fire, I know as well I see [Hook] [Head Crack] I zone on tracks, I'm lost in this earth were we at The only source of money is crack, pertecting is gats I'm hurting inside, look at my tacks it forced me to be a thug With a heart to clap, I feel like a animal trapped Up in this cage of life, fighting for freedom Busting gats what we teach them The young youth for good reasons, be smart Braveheart, protect your family, let the rest starve 6/15/76... I hit the earth 11:22 thats the time my mom gave birth A star was born, at the same time my heart was torn Pops gone but fuck it doe cause life goes on I gotta stand strong, I gotta make my moms proud And make my grams laugh in heaven Let her know I'm still counting the blessings I rock a vest for protecting And rock a nigga to sleep with a smith & wesson A little gat have a big nigga undressing My heart pure I spit raw, a flow like this, there's no cure I said I lose it put it on track, mash music in the thug form That got the hood singing my song [Hook] [Triple Seis] lalalalalalalalalalalalalalaahh