Real Back In Style

You ain't gotta be the richest, just be the realest My acclaim's critical, but I'm a fuckin' cynic You're a fuckin' gimmick, mimic Do it all for the image, but never really did it I can't rest, I'm too wicked, I feel my mood switchin' I ain't never gave nobody a problem who didn't want it All you had to do was show me and I went and got it There's a elephant in the room, but I'm sittin' on it I got mental scars from this shit, but we're livin' off it When they bring the streets up, I think you should switch the topic If I'm bein' real, I 'on't mind, we can split the profit I wake up and bill a rocket, last year I saw my first M This year, I need a couple profit I got no time to sit and gossip And that's word to the trap I kipped in for the things I wanted Ambition like mine, let me know when you come across it They'll probably come across it, and then double-cross it Make all of the mistakes and then learn nothin' from it It hits a little different when you're comin' from it The struggle, that's what made you, why you running from it? I been a real dope boy, you can't beat my grind Can't break my spirit, in the shade I shine You need guns when your mixed stopping beef like mine It's hard not to smile when you got some teeth like mine Nanny told me, "Don't go out there, boy, it's cold outside" I question everything I stood for and rode my time Time and time again One of me, and there's five of them I bring my knees to my chest, and I rise again I don't care who I might offend If you ain't love me in the first place, why pretend? If I say a thing about all the nights I spent, on some heartbroke shit 'Cah my body gave up, but my heart won't quit Up on fourteen grams, but my half won't flip I got laces and boots, goals and assists Fifty jailhouse fades, on Neighbourhood Crip I really live this shit, you're a rappin'-ass bitch I lost so many mates, I rub shoulders with greats On this council estate Tenth floor in the stairs, we used to hide from the rain Fell in love with the life just to hide from the shade Still shine in the shade Kill the ego, maintain Humble I remain Still, I go against the grain Real back in style, let them hate 'Cause they know we are what they ain't I wanna tell you that I'm strugglin', but I can't find the words I wanna stay with you forever, but I need some millions first I know that seems surprisin', 'cause I been a trillionaire Blue plates and plastic bowls, don't come from silverware Don't get yourself killed in here Before I sleep, I say a prayer They got bags of energy, but nothin' to declare This life has left me broke, I just need someone to repair I watched him take the lift and kept on runnin' up the stairs I can leave the streets and just rap, I got shares I'm too busy gettin' mine to think about yours You can ask Theo, he was tickin' me draws I won't talk about the people who was giving me squares, I ain't forgettin' Piss down the block, screws put me on default They let me out for dinner and I jumped on the nettin' I'm more rejoicing than regretting 'Cah if they never kicked my head in And stripped me naked And took my beddin' If I never climbed out all the holes I fell in If I never had scraps, I didn't know the swellin' If I never sold smack, I didn't know what Hell is Then it's freedom itself, I wouldn't know the blessin' Then they wouldn't be callin' me the hope and message Now, we're copacetic, come we toast a beverage 'Cah when you keep it real, you keep the leverage Real back in style, real G's in attendance