Really?

[Intro]
Yeah
Brain ain’t with it
On a one way ticket
To the land of never return
You ain’t like that
Brain ain’t with it
On a one way ticket
To the land of never return
You ain’t like that
Brain ain’t with it
On a one way ticket
To the land of never return (Get real)
You ain’t like that

[Verse 1]
See? My opinions gettin’ left in the open
While your train of thoughts just a limited express of emotion
Can’t even have a conversation
How you goin’ all out on tracks when you stoppin’ all stations
I really do what I talk about, ask ‘round
You lookin’ like Jim Carey with his mask down
Actin’ like a hero when everybody’s around
But when you’re by yourself, you never open your mouth
But nah, I get it, you’d rather save it for the internet
Thinkin’ that other people are thinkin’ that you’re a bigger threat
But you lookin’ like a gronk, a crumb
Square up? Nah, you the type to stomp and run
Fair enough, see? I never talk what I ain’t lived
These dudes the definition of what fake is
That’s why I never said I’m poor, ‘cause I’m not
That’s why I never said I’m staunch, ‘cause I’m not

[Chorus]
Think about it before you write that
Gettin’ cocky, but if a dude hit ya, would ya fight back?
Nah, brother, you ain’t really like that
Think about it now, you ain’t really like that
You got a knife dacked? Ready to slice cats?
Get real, mate, you ain’t really like that
And if you hittin’ racks, you ain’t lookin’ stealth
Sit back and take a good look at yourself (You’re fake!)

[Verse 2]
The reason I’m eatin’ rappers with a bottomless tummy
‘Cause counterfeits payin’ their dudes with Monopoly money
It’s obvious, dummy, sonny
So when I say you a joke, I don’t mean that your comedy’s funny
Yeah, these dudes glorify drugs that ruin lives
The same reason that half my mates is doin’ time
So when it’s do or die, tell me, who am I?
My loyalty means more than what you witnessin’ from the human eye
See? I had some mates vanish in the openness
And almost caught a drug habit tryna cope with it
Yeah, I found myself rationin’ these opiates
‘Cause tears turn to stone, now, practically, I’m motionless
I guess they don’t wanna face the truth
‘Cause I create my rhymes and you let ‘em create you
So your imagination is takin’ your sanity
But the anticipation is fakin’ it, the reality

[Chorus]
Think about it before you write that
Gettin’ cocky, but if a dude hit ya, would ya fight back?
Nah, brother, you ain’t really like that
Think about it now, you ain’t really like that
You got a knife dacked? Ready to slice cats?
Get real, mate, you ain’t really like that
And if you hittin’ racks, you ain’t lookin’ stealth
Sit back and take a good look at yourself (You’re fa…)