The Realist

Lyrics

[Intro] (Illa, I like) (Scott Storch) Yeah, yeah [Verse] Better stay focused, they gon' cross you, keep showing love, that shit gon' cost you I guess them losses still ain't taught you And it break my heart to hear they caught you I was trynna bring that killer out you, wasn't tryna criticize or doubt you This might just be the realest shit I never wrote This money fucked up all my friendships, I was better broke Bitch, ain't appreciate our bond, fucked up my trust, I had to let her go Yeah, rapper slash security, shoot this bitch right on the level four (Uh) Realеst in there, always giving, nevеr asked for nothin' You was acting blind, thought it was love, whole time it wasn't (Yeah) They don't get enough of making posts and making comments My dog, he on the run, I still be hanging out with convicts (Yeah) Mask up and go step out by myself, don't need no codefendants Stopped letting niggas know the business, now nobody don't know who did it Step on shit, they know what's up with us, they know who run the city They won't love you in the mud, but they gon' love you when they know you winning I just had a play for hundred P's, just made my homie hit it Used to stack a hundred, I'll just spend a hundred on a penny Doubled up a half a ticket, and I did it independent Used to want a quarter million, tomorrow, I just might spend two-hundred fifty I'm just tryna motivate the streets every time I'm in the city I hardly get to kick it, chasing bankrolls, always keep me busy FNs with extensions, I put switches up on all my glizzy's If you ever get confused, I'ma be the one that help you see the difference Yeah, he can't rap about these murders 'cause he never did it These niggas act like they be loyal, I'm the definition Long as I see my mans stay working, I'm not never switching I'm with Big Homiie and BIG30 when I'm out in Memphis Act like your brother, they gon' love you 'til you competition Just keep our business confidential, won't ever go against you You ain't gotta fuck with me, I ain't mad at you, ain't no pressure Just know I made them folks respect you once I started running wit' you Wouldn't make my life no different, I feel better out the picture And I'm always sippin' like I got a medical condition You know I love my double car, I just feel better when I'm livin' I'd still be verified in the streets if IG never had existed [Chorus] Better stay focused, they gon' cross you, keep showing love, that shit gon' cost you I guess them losses still ain't taught you I blame myself, I still don't fault you Since you got on, feel like I lost you Can't lie, you hit me with a cross move All it took was motivation, and a lot of dedication And all the love for all my day ones Apologies with gangster's, do hits for different strangers Do business with the killers, and I kick it with the bangers I apologize, I was talking outta anger Money shit be different, I done went and saw it changed 'em These niggas love to talk the most until this shit get gangster Niggas selfish, fuck with me, gon' put your whole gang in danger (Danger)