On the Real

Ishmael Sanchez

Aye, I gotta story to tell
I told myself years ago that I won't fail
But I gotta watch for those
That'll scam you with a phish mail
The dreamer
Been trying pop off like a fake nail
Uh, I want wish wells
Even when I take L's
Keep my money strapped tight
Like a hay bail
You can't tell that I'm broke
Cause I dress well
I'm not going into debt to impress 'em
I remember I wanted to fit in
But they made me feel less than
That's why I just left them
Achieving in this rap shit
I feel like I'm destined
That's prolly why they shook and feel threatened
Cause I put effort into shit
While they slept in
Damn
Remember recording
Five deep in the cold room?
Now this studio is lonely
And I don't know you
Anymore
Piss poor attitudes
Making it is not a maybe
It's an absolute
I got them showing love
And I feel the gratitude
Applause at the shows
Only grows as I continue
To put it down at every venue
What I been through might offend you
Cause with every mishap
I re-up'd and hit back
Yeah, harder than hard
On some Lil Baby shit
It's my turn to burn up
And keep it wavy like a perm does
Uh

I can't afford to go back to my old ways
I was too anxious
To make a move in those days
On the real, on the real
I keep it 1K for you always
Yeah
Been down since Forest Hills dropped
Now I'm plotting on collecting bills
Til the wheels pop
Need about a mil to get us outta here, brah
Bitches come and go
Oh that's how they live, huh?

I'm tryna be the head honcho
And stack dough
That's a cake boss
Boi you look goofy as hell
With your fake floss
Too many wannabes Aubreys
Nowadays having a Drake off
While I'm creating my own lane
Where I can take off
And strip the dummies for they're grip
Investing in myself
So I don't live with debt like Kate Moss
Nah I ain't no g
I'm more poetry
Speaking my mind on beats
I feel like they want blackball me
Why?
I came from ghettos
But I didn't let those
Environments overshadow
Who I am
And what I does
I'm Shel Silverstein
The way I'm falling up

I can't afford to go back to my old ways
I was too anxious
To make a move in those days
On the real, on the real
I keep it 1K for you always
Yeah
Been down since Forest Hills dropped
Now I'm plotting on collecting bills
Til the wheels pop
Need about a mil to get us outta here, brah
Bitches come and go
Oh that's how they live, huh?

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