Marc E. Bassy - Real One lyrics
[Marc E. Bassy - Real One lyrics]
You know these rich bitch LA girls
They're killing me
I should've stayed my ass in high
School and got a degree
You know like three damn Drake songs
And you sing 'em off-key
You and all your friends driving
To Calabasas in a Jeep
(You love your friends)
I gotta make you cheat on your boyfriend
Just so I can sleep at night
And nothing so wrong ever made
Me not think twice
Whatever you need, I'ma need too
Who you need to meet, we could speak to
What you need to wear, we could steal it
Just so you could feel like a real one
I'm the only real one around here
You ain't fooling no one
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
You ain't fooling no one
Yeah, you try so hard but
You're just so sparse
Spend your nights out on the run
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
I still wanna be your one
Yeah, the apple don't fall too
Far from the tree
Your mommy and your daddy made you
Off a pill of ecstasy, yeah
You wear a ripped up DARE shirt ironically
And go to rehab just to take
A break from the scene
Yeah, you don't like your boyfriend much
But he looks like a star
And your best fucking friend doesn't
Even know who you are
Whatever you need, I'ma need too
Who you need to meet, we could speak to
Where you need to climb, fuck your way up
Just so you could feel like a real one
I'm the only real one around here
You ain't fooling no one
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
You ain't fooling no one
Yeah, you try so hard but
You're just so sparse
Spend your nights out on the run
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
I still wanna be your one
Girl you, girl you could stay up late
Just so you could feel like a real one
Girl you, girl you could stay up late
Just so you could feel like a real one
Girl you, girl you could stay up late
Just so you could feel like a real one
Girl you, girl you could stay up late
Just so you could feel like a real one
Everyday's a good day when you talk that shit
Everyday's a good day when you talk that shit
Everyday's a good day when you talk that shit
Everyday's a good day when you talk that shit
They're killing me
I should've stayed my ass in high
School and got a degree
You know like three damn Drake songs
And you sing 'em off-key
You and all your friends driving
To Calabasas in a Jeep
(You love your friends)
I gotta make you cheat on your boyfriend
Just so I can sleep at night
And nothing so wrong ever made
Me not think twice
Whatever you need, I'ma need too
Who you need to meet, we could speak to
What you need to wear, we could steal it
Just so you could feel like a real one
I'm the only real one around here
You ain't fooling no one
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
You ain't fooling no one
Yeah, you try so hard but
You're just so sparse
Spend your nights out on the run
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
I still wanna be your one
Yeah, the apple don't fall too
Far from the tree
Your mommy and your daddy made you
Off a pill of ecstasy, yeah
You wear a ripped up DARE shirt ironically
And go to rehab just to take
A break from the scene
Yeah, you don't like your boyfriend much
But he looks like a star
And your best fucking friend doesn't
Even know who you are
Whatever you need, I'ma need too
Who you need to meet, we could speak to
Where you need to climb, fuck your way up
Just so you could feel like a real one
I'm the only real one around here
You ain't fooling no one
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
You ain't fooling no one
Yeah, you try so hard but
You're just so sparse
Spend your nights out on the run
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
I still wanna be your one
Girl you, girl you could stay up late
Just so you could feel like a real one
Girl you, girl you could stay up late
Just so you could feel like a real one
Girl you, girl you could stay up late
Just so you could feel like a real one
Girl you, girl you could stay up late
Just so you could feel like a real one
Everyday's a good day when you talk that shit
Everyday's a good day when you talk that shit
Everyday's a good day when you talk that shit
Everyday's a good day when you talk that shit