CunninLynguists - To Be For Real lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists - To Be For Real lyrics]
From make believe well I want to be for real
Some are real as the line
In their big face bill
Others are counterfeit living off
Of Xerox meal
Quickly coming out their mouth like
They put out grills
See the traffic in the sky
But you take off still
Living the high life or limelight
I just like the light lime
Fabricating your life
I just have to write mine
Be ahead of the game
Got to have the right mind
I just do it while others
Just want the Nike signs
I respect grind, finish line is asinine
Don't grown folks quit stop
Pretending sometime after nine?
This is real life, shit gets physical
Pixar, gangster niggas I find pitiful
Trying to back the rep you
Create is just criminal
Stop lying, flatline, digital sales minimal
Defibrillators for your career
No one's feeling you
A hundred cc's of truth in
Your life is critical
Listen: maybe Sade can tell you how love rock
Play it in the liquor stores
Or in the drug spots
We all want love, but tell me what's love got
We'll love you till it changes who you are
Then love stops
We love Mike, we love Elvis, we love Pac
If that's love, nigga
Maybe we should all love not
Paparazzi love got us fiending for love shots
Trying to fill a void
Just a hole where love rots
Maybe it's a phase, may it be a chapter
Just another story you can
Think on with laughter
So either leave or come American disaster
Behind all the Maybelline, drywall
And plaster
Under the million dollar rug swept ashes
And billion dollar lives that
Make debts from assets
The fastest can't run from who they are
I'd run from self but no man can run that far
Some are real as the line
In their big face bill
Others are counterfeit living off
Of Xerox meal
Quickly coming out their mouth like
They put out grills
See the traffic in the sky
But you take off still
Living the high life or limelight
I just like the light lime
Fabricating your life
I just have to write mine
Be ahead of the game
Got to have the right mind
I just do it while others
Just want the Nike signs
I respect grind, finish line is asinine
Don't grown folks quit stop
Pretending sometime after nine?
This is real life, shit gets physical
Pixar, gangster niggas I find pitiful
Trying to back the rep you
Create is just criminal
Stop lying, flatline, digital sales minimal
Defibrillators for your career
No one's feeling you
A hundred cc's of truth in
Your life is critical
Listen: maybe Sade can tell you how love rock
Play it in the liquor stores
Or in the drug spots
We all want love, but tell me what's love got
We'll love you till it changes who you are
Then love stops
We love Mike, we love Elvis, we love Pac
If that's love, nigga
Maybe we should all love not
Paparazzi love got us fiending for love shots
Trying to fill a void
Just a hole where love rots
Maybe it's a phase, may it be a chapter
Just another story you can
Think on with laughter
So either leave or come American disaster
Behind all the Maybelline, drywall
And plaster
Under the million dollar rug swept ashes
And billion dollar lives that
Make debts from assets
The fastest can't run from who they are
I'd run from self but no man can run that far