Lil B - Real Person Music Lyrics
[Intro - Lil B]I’mma keep my eyes open…Keep my mind open…PYT mixtape…We gettin’ money[Verse 1 - Lil B]I ain’t never been no *****, niggas scaredOf the dark, I was out jacking with the pitchSame color as the tints… the night timeReminds me of my niggas in painWe all seen the hate, now it’s feeling the sameWhat comes from my mouth I keep it simple and plainWhen you speak from your heart do you feel ashamed?I was mad at the sounds, noisesMaking bad choices, selling off my soul for Rolls RoycesKeep it real B, you gotta make better choicesYou act like a ho then you gonna see hellI come from California where the skinny niggas dwellI don’t want to be in your top fiveI’m only one, pick me up like the only gunFeel me? ***** with meEr’body know Lil B started trendsNiggas can’t perform like himSold zips in ’04, I can’t go back inNiggas rap but I used to rap, I’m not used to rap…Niggas act like I’m used to rapStreet game kept me on my backNiggas say you got 5, but he really got 20Blinds you with the money, your game got skinnyThey say God feed others, you got a silver spoonI got a plastic one in the cupboardI ain’t different than you we the same ass colorBut the words got power, people act like cowardsBeing poor of mind state, you can take your showerSo why you complaining about the day that’s oursNiggas acting like a ***** gonna send them flowersNiggas ratting on their partners just to get some powerIf you change with the money you always been a cowardNiggas don’t respect you, you’re just a lickThese hoes love money so you people gon’ trickDon’t be no dumbass *****Sold your soul for the grip *****ed niggas in the gameGot the power *****ed over sistersAnd now my niggas getting richerShooting off clips like someone’s taking picturesDon’t trust hoes I ain’t got no mistressGive no kitchens, ***** do the dishesIf I go down man I know you be a witnessCan’t trust hoes, the game got shiftedPlaces in the west that will change your whole visionMake you get humble make you thank Based GodWe all thank Jesus, we know you need itRock through the city, so low with the beeperTwo door coupe the same color as my sneakersRiding shotgun, holding blunts with a clothMarried to the game ***** I never take it offBeen in the jungle where them niggas getting crossedNiggas with the sharks, damn I got my neck brokeComing with the chopper like PetCoNiggas they don’t act like manI’m the rawestNigga I been lost in the forest with the cocaineDope game G4 flight, show you the whole laneI made history now I want the whole fameYou feel me? I’m coming for the worldI do it for Furl, I do it for the worldI do it for Furl, I do it for the worldRIP Mac Dre, RIP all the peopleAnd we lost to the evilLet’s keep it equalLil B…[Outro - Lil B]PYT mixtape, man, you know…RIP Pac, RIP Biggie, you know, RIP everybody…RIP the world…I’mma tell you man, you know…RIP everybody, RIP the future…You know, ’cause nigga this is too advancedYou know what I mean?I’m sayin’ it like this man: rawest rapper aliveWe doing it, you know? This for the worldLil B, yeah…
