Real S--t

Album: FRIENDS KEEP SECRETS 2 (2020)
Charted: 75 72
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  • Life's good, good, oh

    Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
    Real shit, never tell a lie (Yeah, ayy, what?)
    Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
    Real shit, never tell a lie (Yeah, ayy)

    Life's good so I'm living great (Great)
    I hit up my lady, we should take a vacay ('Cay)
    Eatin' good, see it on our plate (Yeah)
    I know that they hate me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
    I see it on their face (Hey)

    You see I'm livin' great (Yeah)
    Big crib, need a new estate (Yeah)
    Money goin' into real estate (Yeah)
    Life's good, life's great (Yeah, yeah)
    Stomach big, I already ate (Yeah, yeah)
    I'm a stingy nigga, won't pass the plate (Yeah, yeah)
    Try to ball while they're playin' keep away (Yeah, yeah)
    Try to ball while they're playin' keep away, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

    Life's good
    Life's good, life's good, life's good
    Life's good, life's good, life's good

    Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
    Real shit, never tell a lie (Yeah, ayy, what?)
    Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
    Real shit, never tell a lie (Yeah, ayy)

    Life's good so I'm living great (Great)
    I hit up my lady, we should take a vacay ('Cay)
    Eatin' good, see it on our plate (Yeah)
    I know that they hate me (Yeah, yeah, yeah), I see it on their face (Hey)

    I'm eatin' too damn good
    Goddamn, tryna gain weight (Uh, ayy)
    Workin' out my demons, they in better shape (Yeah, ayy)
    Demons on my back, get them away from me (Uh, ayy)
    Cut it like a razor blade, hey (Uh)
    Turn on like a light switch
    Havin' black hoes snortin' up the white bitch (Uh, ayy)
    Main ho found out 'bout my mistress
    Gotta flip the script like a kickflip
    I'ma make her bawl her eyes out
    While these niggas out of bounds
    One, two, three million, had to stop countin'
    In the club, ballin' hard
    Think I need a bouncer
    She look like a trampoline
    From the way she bouncin'
    From the way she bouncin'
    Labels want my music, tell the studio to bounce it
    That shit isn't out yet
    I'ma need like three M's, put that shit on my desk (Ha, ayy)

    Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
    Real shit, never tell a lie (Yeah, ayy, what?)
    Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
    Real shit, never tell a lie (Yeah, ayy)

    Life's good so I'm living great (Great)
    I hit up my lady, we should take a vacay
    Eatin' good, see it on our plate (Yeah)
    I know that they hate me, I see it on their face Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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