Real Lies

Hook: Had to take a step back and analyze All these real niggas telling all these fuckin lies All us other dudes all choose to move in silence All you running is yo' mouth, you ain't getting no mileage Verse 1: I guess all these niggas winning and they real too So when they open they mouth, they should reveal truth I don't speak on too much, but I conceal proof I swear I'll leave a nigga faded like distilled fruit That's why I keep my circle small like a molecule A couple dudes dropping work, a few thousand joules Often confused like difference between Gentiles and Jews These boys sittin on they ass like wet towels and shoes That's a metaphor you probably gotta think about Everybody say they next, I'm finna ink em' out But in the meantime, gone head bump ya gums As I evolve to the man that I must become If you speak facts, you never have to say much If these niggas real, Lord you gotta save us All they do is writing scripts and talking shit Sounds like a hell of a role, but never picked Hook: Had to take a step back and analyze All these real niggas telling all these fuckin lies All us other dudes all choose to move in silence All you running is yo' mouth, you ain't getting no mileage Verse 2: Nigga posted in my grill, talking cheese Said he got a big deal on the table, 50 g's Said he, know for toting work, you know I'm talking trees Said he, got a group of bitches, that will fall to they knees Whispered in my ear, then he, said a lil fee Then he, said lets keep it on the hush, like misses v Sweet like Lipton Tea but dawg, I ain't even thirsty My girl at the crib, so I'm only here for working Just finished up my show, so that's where I'm finna dip too Paused for a minute, then he said I need a lift dude I paused for a minute, then I'm thinking, where yo ride at Where yo girls that like to ride at, nigga where you pride at? Talking all this big shit and you ain't even in the game In the club solo with no hoes, nobody know your name Niggas flexed up and simply on that fraud shit Swear that they "In Too Deep", niggas be on that "God" shit Hook: Had to take a step back and analyze All these real niggas telling all these fuckin lies All us other dudes all choose to move in silence All you running is yo' mouth, you ain't getting no mileage Verse 3: I ain't forget about these rappers that be lying too Making shit up in their rhymes cause it sound cool Always talking bout this label that done signed you And swear that you be thugging, but can't nobody find you They say that real recognizes likewise But you gotta realize that real lies the same as white lies Gotta realize that real guys will do just like guys Acting in these movie roles, but time but pint size I portray the lifestyle of a young man Never had gourmet, all the fucked with the store brands Always had a sweet tooth, but can't fix that with no short-bread But now the white men up in my pockets are assorted Kept it real from the 1st to the 16th Never had to try that's just part of my instance My character a nigga never gotta vouch for It speak for itself, that's why I'm often with my mouth closed