Real ain't real: acordes por
Dreezy
Dreezy

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Intro 1
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(Hit- Boy) Way before the pandem
Verse 1
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ic hit,
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I was social distancin'
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So close, I used to call you my twin,
guess we had our differences
I've been at war with myself,
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almost forgot what the whole mission is
Talks inside my thoughts,
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but I just know somebody listenin'
Tell me who I'm supposed to trust when I'm
the realest that's in my circle?
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Be the ones you call your partner,
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that be the first to try to murk you
Count me out, sittin' on your couch like
the average college commercial
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I had to cut some niggas time
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off, like a curfew
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Wish when I call my dawg in Heaven,
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it was virtual
You get caught lackin',
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they'll only have a shirt to show
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I've been fillin' up my purse,
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ain't think that y'all would take it personal
If I had this shit my way,
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you opp niggas'll be the first to go
Verse 2
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I put my heart up on it, I was different
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I can't help the way I'm seein' you,
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it's different
Could tell it's not real,
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there's somethin' missin'
There's somethin' missin',
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oh, oh- oh, oh, oh
Verse 3
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'Cause real ain't real
enough these days
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That's why I tend to separate
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But don't hold it against me
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Don't be offended
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It's just I got a lot at stake
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A lot I gotta say
Verse 4
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I'm ballin' hard, stayin' guarded,
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these niggas tryna cross me
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Think I can't find my way without you? Shit,
that's where you lost me
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Keep my foot on bitches necks 'cause
I know that they cutthroat
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Blunts rolled turn to gun smoke on top,
but I ain't the one, no
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Feelin' like my heart too big,
my trust fucked up
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So when niggas see me, first impression is,
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"Why that girl stuck up?"
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Give it to you raw even if it hurt,
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I don't know it's tough love
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And gang on go, we don't trust y'all so,
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nah, I wouldn't trust us
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And I broke bread with all my bitches but
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I ain't never break my promise
Offline I'm a topic,
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ten toes down and they stay polished
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How you ridin',
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jumpin' clique to clique?
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Might as well do my hydraulics
I sleep good at night,
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knowin' that I'ma wake up silent
Verse 5
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I put my heart up on it, I was different
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I can't help the way I'm seein' you,
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it's different
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Could tell it's not real,
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there's somethin' missin'
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There's somethin' missin',
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oh, oh- oh, oh, oh
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'Cause real ain't real
Verse 6
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enough these days
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That's why I tend to separate
But don't hold it against me
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Don't be offended
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It's just I got a lot at stake
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A lot I gotta say
Outro 1
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