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The Real Picture
Yeah
It's like they still don't get it, do they?
2014
It's been killing you inside, I can see that
Where's the bottles, where the motherfuckin' trees at?
All theses hoes and they drama, I don't need that
I ain't sleepin' y'all should probably take a speed nap...
Yeah, I kept it real and never sold my soul
I got it in my palm, the remote control
It really ain't a question I know for sure
The drama, the bullshit, I won't condone
I'm better than I've ever been, ahead of all the veterans
I came here to get my check
Reppin' devils on my head again
I'm feelin' like I'm still up next and I won't stop
Until I'm getting what I came for, this is what I'm made for
Chillin' with these women, got em thinking that I make porn
Hit it and get paid more, livin' like a villain
I ain't in it for these lame whores, nah
Imma live my life, put in this work til I get my stripes
You're lookin' at Merk like he did alright
But I'm still tryina do it and I won't think twice
Under ridicule, hit em with the syllables
Kill em every minute, I've been living under sin It's true
A little bit of spirit in my lyrics, I'm invincible
I don't need appearance, when they hear it imma get it through
Ahh! Now I got em all mad, notice how they all try to follow my path
They wanna bring me down so I gotta fight back
And I did it on my own you ain't got it like that
Listen homie this is what it is
I know that in the mornin' I'll be feelin' like shit
So lets take a second, pour out a lil' liquor
I do this for my people do you get the real picture
I'm pourin a drink
Yeah I played the court and I didn't move up
I take the course and I didn't lose once
They paid me short and try'd to get a few bucks
But the game is more than just an interview, bruh
So I keep it chill and real humble
When they see me still they all mumble
I don't give a f***, I been swinging through the jungle
I made a few bucks now I'm tryina make a double, Rah
I don't a rapper tryina tell me how to rap, I can see em waiting I can hear em in the back
Jealousy's a bitch, but you got em all whipped
I stepped on stage and saw they all pissed
I got a little buzz so they hop on my dick
Thought it couldn't get worse til' they copied my shit
But it ain't about the money I don't gotta get rich
I'm drunk at the bar and I'm talkin' like shit
Listen homie this is what it is
I know that in the mornin' I'll be feelin' like shit
So lets take a second, pour out a lil' liquor
I do this for my people do you get the real picture
I'm pourin a drink
Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet
Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet
Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet
Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet
Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet
Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet
Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet
Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet