Real Spill

What your life like? Mine dog of course is real UT OH [Verse 1: Starlito] Text message from the penitentiary My hype man got a quarter century My silent partner got 15, real nigga stuck in the system Hold ya head, though the odds against ya When ya touch down we gone ball eventually C keep telling me to buy the Bentley To remind em im getting it, I'm just minding my business Rewind to the time we was higher than Hendrix The power of the mind ya the sky's the limit Hating mother fuckers be disguised as friendly Got me riding with semi’s, this ain't an image I be out here in these streets and this shit ain't sweet If nobody got touched then it really ain't beef I got hitters on the team that will kill you for free Well they'll do it for a gram, you just do it for the gram I do it for my fam, ya, You never will if you don’t think you can I just been planning my work then working my plan God damn on the drink again This pain in my heart you can see it on my eyes now its leaking out my ink pen On my self who I depend, feel like I'm going off the deep end, Punch me in Just got a call from my homie ready to kill this nigga bout some shit that happened 12 years ago Had to laugh say fuck it, really ain't funny I know he was dead serious though, Let him live bro Karma is real, that's why a nigga broke, thankful for the wisdom just to think it over No where near sober, shit every time I blink a nigga think its over Shit every time I blink a nigga think its over