Kyle - Keep It Real Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kyle]Ever since I was thirteenI been surrounded by hurt dreamsAnd fake niggas who threw shots, but none of that shit could hurt mePolice investigations, but the police couldn't chirp meHigh school, couldn't nerf meThe New boyz couldn't jerk meAye!Hey wake up like everydaySomeone got something to sayThey all N.W.A.'sNiggas ain't gettin' no playNot in my city, no wayGo outside, get some sun, grab some shadeHydroplane!Niggas can't keep in they laneIt ain't no thangMy shit so biggity, biggity bang!Yup!Bang nigga!K-I doing my thang niggaYoung boy he done upgrade from that Cavalier to that Range, niggaBest believe I'm that same niggaK.i.D but don't play, niggaYou're lowkey like Japayne, dudeAll you look the same, niggaDude, this is the shit I doSpell it out for these dumb niggas, haikuWeak rappers like you, are so bad for my moodYep, y'all better watch your stepAsians kid testI'm coming correctReally there's no contestGetting it right till there ain't shit left[Hook]Uhh, well I keep and I don't think I'll ever, changeI'll never lie if you could look me in the, faceI swear to God that weak shit isn't in my, veinsI'll never changeI keep it real, (Keep it real, nigga)I keep it real, (Keep it real, nigga) my nigga (6x)That's how I feel, my niggaThis beat is real[Verse 2: Kyle]Aight lookReal nigga since day oneSo ***** you if you hate meBeen a working nigga since day twoAnd a rich nigga since day threeLearned this shit on my own,soWhat the hell could you teach me?Kyle Harvey's no clone, youCouldn't see me with HDWith a telescopeWith a microscopeNigga in the darkWith a lot of phonesI'm over rappers who smoke weed with white girls, and get Emma StonedI'm not saying they're weakI'm just saying they're not meAnd if like, I'm *****in' greatI mean like, what else could they be?Ya know?They say that I sound like Drake,I don't.You're daughter thinks I'm great,I know.Your mother*****in' CD package needs to come with a bar of soapCause honestly, your verses stinkThat shit puts me straight to sleepEven if I didn't have a nose, I could tell that your verses reekBut its filled with all this shit about,Spots you've never beenAnd about,Girls you'll never doAnd about shit you never didAnd all the niggas you killedAnd all the caps that you've peeledWell all you niggas are millionaires, so come on, let's be real[Hook][Outro: The Hook w/ Piano Keys]
