Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Carlos Constancia
Joseph Carlos Constancia
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jchron
Jchron
Engineer

Lyrics

For the real, I'ma hold it down Jchron on the mic boy, yeah you know the sound
I got that bomb pack and we blowin' pounds Got to realizing that all my foes are clowns
About y'all, there's really nothing authentic Give support to the ladies going through domestics
'Cause the dudes they date have no aesthetics As for me, I never struggled to be who I really
Was I thought my last girl was the one, but I'm clearly dumb
Got through the storm, despite that fact, I'm still feeling numb
Empty thoughts, guess that's how healing's done But before I'm out this world
Gotta show some love to those who receiving none
I'm lighting up the J so I'll blast into nebula When I look around, all I see is replicas
The ones who talk shit behind your back, but won't step to ya
Y'all don't stand out, y'all just regular I'm lighting up the J so I'll blast into nebula
When I look around, all I see is replicas The ones who talk shit behind your back
But won't step to ya. No matter what, I'm dissecting the beat
So I can really care less if y'all ain't checking for me
Words of hate with those who are jealous and have greed
All because of the aspirations to follow your dreams
That's how it appears and I recall what I see Nobody else's world evolves around me
Until then, I'll just see what I can evolve about me
As an MC, bro, I know that I'm the shit And girls, show the natural beauty
Stop photoshopping all those pics Looking for authenticity, I'm dropping all these
Hints Try to block me out with dark shades, but
I'm popping through your tints! Educate the youth, cause they lack common sense
I'm lighting up the J so I'll blast into nebula, When I look around, all I see is replicas
The ones who talk shit behind your back, but won't step to ya
Y'all don't stand out, y'all just regular I'm lighting up the J so I'll blast into nebula
When I look around, all I see is replicas The ones who talk shit behind your back
But won't step to ya You feel lonely when everyone's rejecting
Ya But they waiting on new music, they expecting
Ya To come through with some raps about what's
Affecting ya Real love, I don't know who to expect it
From Closely observe how your family and friends
Move Never let anyone define yourself or what
You've been through Stop thinking about what you can't do
And what you can do, We out here making grown man moves
I stand for myself, so it don't matter if I understand you
People always act like I'm a troubled dude I took some losses, but two L's can spin into a W
Getting robots to climb the charts and up your views
It's not authentic, tell me what it does for you
I get less views and you can still get destroyed Cause you just using fake flicks to fill an empty
Void Went from a slave to an inventor, call me
Henry Boyd Talk all the nonsense, it won't affect
Your boy I'm lighting up the J so I'll blast into
Nebula When I look around, all I see is replicas
The ones who talk shit behind your back, but won't step to ya
Written by: Joseph Carlos Constancia
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