MYSONNE - Streets Are Real lyrics

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(Intro)

Walk with me

Definition of a dream, part two

We all have dreams, don't we?

Streets is real out here, man

You know how to act to that shit that you see on TV

How that shit on that big screen?

Yeah, they is poppin' out here in this concrete jungle

Niggas out here get it in fo' real, ya feel me?

(Verse)

We livin' in the dog days, where the poor pays

More tax than the rich, cracks in the hallways

Neva sleep, couple naps in four days

These young niggas will clap you ova Concorde J's

We all praise to the Lord, but them whores praise niggas

Who live they life, but with raw sake

They all say they bosses till the law say

Who operate or do life, then they all safe

They all talk, all snitch, all turn stakes

Then you learn they was all fake in the first place

My first case, a nigga did seven

Been through hell, so I should automatically get to heaven

I get the lemons and I make lemonade

I make the realest fazes in rap ever made

I'm a renegade, outkast, I'm a black sheep

When the niggas wanna know the truth, they ask me

I don't sugercoat, niggas in the hood is broke

Except the nigga in the hood who got the goodest coke

I shoulda smoked cuz sober I can't escape shit

I kneel, ride or walk in this Matrix

I make chicks forget whaeva they was doin'

All they remember is the words I'm sayn to em

Years game, but my game is the truth

G in the streets, same in the booth

Pain in the tooth ain't worse than disloyalties

Surrounded by G's my whole life, I guess it spoiled me

All you see is a nigga chain and a niggas shine

You too blind to see a nigga lame

The nigga games said Miles fuck with me

And we gon' make mo' paper than the muthafuckin' tree

Money Gang is us, nigga, call a fire man

If these niggas bitches, got my name on my diaphragm

I ain't lyin', nigga, I got these hoes gone

He had hoes, he had my shoes, no droes on

You know what goes on with thug with intelligence

Certified live nigga gettin' dead presidents

Ever since day one, I was focused

3 Cee, S1, ocus, S, charge, dolla, rob

X doin' life for drugs, he shoulda shot a cop

You gotta stop and incarcerate the gentlemen

And leave us with the males that's more feminine

Than they girlfriend, shit is like the whirlwind

It's written, these are the signs for the world end

He in the pearl Benz ridin' to destruction

Gave him ?, he ain't wanna take destruction

I had discussions in bill with the scholars

They believe knowledge is worth more than million dollas

I'm pilot like the bad bitches chose

I'm a pimp, my niggas call bad bitches hoes

I was bad, I was mad, I had to flip O's

I was mad cuz I had different goals

I wanted to be like Mike, I had hoop dreams

But I had O shoes with no shoestrings

I ain't have fruitloops, I had fruit rings

Niggas in my crew use to shoot things

The truth brings shame to the devil

And the truth is niggas just ain't on my level

I'm the realest nigga breathin', every word I speak is true

I'm who I said I was, are you?