Lyrics

Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't you turn your back on me, Don't you turn your back on me, Na-naturally I'd rather be with a few hoes, I'm an athlete Work-work you out, you tired of me I-I go off experience I like to be mysterious My rhymes should make you curious Do the things you always do, get the same your feeling blue Should I walk away, or should I stay? Can't find another you I can count the days, how many days that I would pray for you If I'm with my friends I'm in the Benz I saved the coupe for you Skip the VIP, we smoking blunts up in my living room Shorty in the condo and she need some furniture, yeah She don't want a man, she want a plan to get the bands Yeah Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't you turn your back on me Don't you turn your back on me Don't you turn your back on me Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Yeah Little too late for your attack I know the things that get you mad, But you know the things that make me sad I know the thing, I know the thing I know the thing, I know the thing A-Ain't afraid to show up, Ima blow up Ain't afraid to do it, Ima do it (Ima do it) Ain't afraid to prove, I just prove it (I just prove it) Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? I fucked up and I had excuses (I had excuses!) I'm so human, I just proved it (I just proved it!) I fucked up and I had excuses (I had excuses!) I'm so human, I just proved it (I-I just proved it!) When it's coming from the heart, don't it feel real? Dribble my rock like I'm A. Will, They call my flow unorthodox I do not sit inside a box Give a lil time, my shit gone grow Give me a lil space, let me write my flow You don't know what's in my dome I keep it low till I spit my flow Don't you turn your back on me Don't you turn your back on me Na-naturally I'd rather be with a few hoes, I'm an athlete W-work you out you tired of me (Work you out!) You tired of me, Work you out you tired of me I can't make no shit up, yeah I go off experience I like to be mysterious, aye Do the same you always do, get the same your feeling blue Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Should I walk away or should I- Don't it feel real? Should I walk away or should I- Don't it feel real? Work you out you tired of me Yeah, yup Yup When it's coming from the heart, don't it feel real? Dribble my rock like I'm A. Will, They call my flow unorthodox I do not sit inside a box Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? I can't make no shit up! I go off experience I like to be mysterious Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? I fucked up and I had excuses Don't it feel real? I fucked up and I had excuses Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real? Don't it feel real?
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