Potter Payper - Real Back In Style lyrics

You ain't gotta be the richest
Just be the realest my acclaim's critical
But, I'm a fuckin' cynic
You're a fuckin' gimmick, mimic
Do it all for the image
But never really did it
I can't rest, I'm too wicked
I feel my mood switchin'
I ain't never gave nobody a
Problem who didn't want it
All you had to do was show me
And I went and got it
There's an elephant in the room
But, I'm sittin' on it
I got mental scars from this shit
But we're livin' off it
When they bring the streets up
I think you should switch the topic
If I'm bein' real, I don't mind
We can split the profit
I wake up and bill a rocket, last year


I saw my first M
This year, I need a couple profit
I got no timе to sit and gossip
And that's word to the trap I kicked
In for the things I wantеd
Ambition like mine
Let me know when you come across it
They'll probably come across it
And then double-cross it
Make all of them mistakes and
Then learn nothin' from it
It hit's a little different when
You're comin' from it
The struggle, that's what made you
Why you runnin' from it?
I been a real dope boy
You can't beat my grind
Can't break my spirit, in the shade, I shine
You need guns when you're mixed
Up in beef like mine
It's hard not to smile when you
Got some teeth like mine
Nanny told me, "Don't go out there, boy
It's cold outside"
I question everything I stood for
And rode my time time and time again
One of me and there's five of them
I bring my knees to my chest and I rise again
I don't care who I might offend
If you ain't love me in the first place
Why pretend?
If I sit and think about all the
Nights I spent on some heartbroke shit
'Cah my body gave up, but my heart won't quit
I bought fourteen grams
But my half won't flip
I got laces and boots, goals and assists
Fifty jailhouse fades, on Neighbourhood Crip
I really live this shit
You're a rappin'-ass bitch
I lost so many mates
I rub shoulders with greats
On these council estate
Tenth floor in the stairs
We used to hide from the rain
Fell in love with the life just
To hide from the shame
Still shine in the shade
Kill the ego, maintain, humble, I remain
Still, I go against the grain
Real back in style
Let them hate 'cause they know
We are what they ain't
I wanna tell you that I'm strugglin'
But, I can't find the words
I wanna stay with you forever
But, I need some millions first
I know that seems surprising 'cause
I been a trillionaire
Blue plates and plastic bowls
I don't come from silverware
Don't get yourself killed in here
Before I sleep, I say a prayer
They got bags of energy
But nothin' to declare
This life, it left me broke
I just need someone to repair
I watched him take a lift and
Kept on runnin' up the stairs
I can leave the streets and just rap
I got shares I'm too busy gettin' mine
To think about yours
You can ask Theo, he was tickin' me drawers
I won't talk about the people
Who was givin' me squares
I ain't forgettin' pissed down the block
Screws put me on default
They let me out for dinner and
I jumped on the nettin'
I'm more rejoicin' than regrettin'
'Cah if they never kicked my head in and
Stripped me naked and took my beddin'
If I never climbed out all
The holes I fell in if I never had scraps
I didn't know the swellin'
If I never sold smack
I didn't know what Hell is
Then it's freedom it'self
I wouldn't know the blessin'
Then they wouldn't be callin' me
The hope and message
Now we're copacetic, can we toast a beverage?
'Cah when you keep it real
You keep the leverage
Real back in style, real G's in attendance