Joe Budden, Emanny - Welcome To Real Life lyrics

Yo, I seen shorty on the staircase
In front of an empty beer case weird face
Almost like he was scared straight
Like he ain't have a care in life
(uh) , wipin' tears from his eyes
That already appeared to have been dried
We chopped it, said he was adopted
And there's a lot of shit he
Just tucks in his closet (uh)
Real calm, said he'd always feel harm
And all he want to do is meet
His real dad and real mom
All the nice home and clothes do is remind me
(how when) in all these years
They ain't even tried to find me
Never mind love
I feel like they never liked me
If I thought there was a God
I would ask the nigga "why me?"
But some things you better
Off havin' never knew


Maybe they wanted better for you
Than they could ever do you got a family
I see that you don't care for them
But love gon' always be love
No matter where it's from
What if I said your moms couldn't give birth
Contemplated leavin' Earth
'til you brought her life worth
Whatever you goin through
Could always be much worse
Don't make a mistake
Mistakin' your blessings for a curse (so)
So, told dude you in the right place
Right here can't run to your corner when
Life don't wanna fight fair (talk to 'em)
Things'll become quite clear
When you decide to wake up and
Stop havin' fantasies about a nightmare
(oh) , yeah

They don't see, who you are
They too busy posin' (uh)
But the front won't go far
Just thank God your fantasy ain't real
(welcome to real life) fantasy to real life
You got everything but ain't got nothin'
Fantasy to real life
You got everything but ain't got nothin'
(Welcome to real life)

Yeah, you damn right she on her high horse
She say "don't worry 'bout hers nigga
Ride yours"
Before you talk, clean your own backyard
Souped up and sought after by
The athletes and rap stars (uh)
Developin' a name, creepin to fame
She quick to trade her vagina for
A seat at the game
And it's so foul, she don't see the shame
In the act or the fact that she
View it as an equal exchange (oh)
But she stay with the newest on, Louboutins
Buyin' groceries with coupons
Sleepin' on a futon
No self-esteem to cover her
Lack of confidence she get on Twitter
Retweetin' all the compliments
Pretty face, nice strut with a nice butt
Disguise of a slut
Only tryin' to get wifed up
But when it's party time
She won't be a second late
Once she leaves VIP
It's back home to Section 8
What confused me is niggas tried to kick it
But she come across bougie
In her best friend's jewelry
Part-time mother
(but) , but somethin' real shady when her
Two year old daughter much
Closer to the babysitter (uh)
Cry when she alone
Product of a broke down home (yeah)
Won't change 'cause she already grown
(talk to 'em) already set in her ways
No need in tryin' to help (talk to 'em)
So she'd rather find wealth before
She can find herself (oh) , yeah

They don't see, who you are
They too busy posin' (yeah)
But the front won't go far (uh)
Just thank God your fantasy ain't real
(welcome to real life) fantasy to real life
You got everything
(tah) but ain't got nothin'
Fantasy to real life (uh)
You got everything but ain't got nothin'
(talk to 'em)

You can be what you want
But it's too much for ya to let go
Ain't got to be somethin' else (uh)
Better off just bein' yourself
Ain't gonna get you far (never)
When you gonna wake up and
Deal with the real life? The real life
(Tah, welcome to real life)

Real quick
Let me introduce y'all to Maverick
Lifetime addict
Who recently kicked the habit (uh)
Lookin' for a job
Companies won't let him have it
'Cause there's drug and gun charges up
And down his whole jacket (uh)
Constantly rejected
Can't deal with the aggravation (so)
So now he scared to be
Honest on the application past caught up
'cause every door shuts like "sorry
We can't help ya"
Then it's back home to the shelter (oh)
Nothin' to lose
Givin' up like many other minions
Pendin' his trial in the
Court of public opinion
'Til he got a call from a temp agency
Said they had a void
Asked could he fill the vacancy? (okay)
Unlike what he appears
Been employee of the month for a year
(I guess) self doubt is related to fear
And they'll never replace him
If ya gon' catch up with your dreams
Gotta be willin' to chase them (oh) , yeah

They don't see, who you are
They just see your posin'
But the front won't go far
You can turn your fantasy to real
Fantasy to real life
You got everything but ain't got nothin'
Fantasy to real life
You got everything but ain't
Got nothin', nothin', nothin'