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Correct What's Real Lyrics
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Capo Lee
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Correct What's Real
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[Intro] Capo New angles RIP the fallen, young and old [Verse] So tell me what's real, boy It's been fucked on the roads, it's kind of gang-related Videos getting posted, loose bruddas going H•A•M for pagans Entertaining man online that's really never been out, but I don't find it funny, 'cause any slip can be another dead Laying down flowers every weekend by your brother's bed On a real, though, the world's changing everyday, so I don't even feel home, but I'm living, thinking out the rhythm Fighting out the vision, tryna make the right decision Up until like last year, I was stubborn, didn't listen Then my thought pattern grew, I wanna make it out with you 'Cause there ain't nothing on the road, B, a lot of jail time And hella coffins, the jakes now are mega on it, think twice before you're stepping on it Badboy, cuh that's what you all wanna be, right? You wanna feel like the man, stepping in them house parties Where the gyal dem are rating, and all the fuckboys are hating, yeah? Seems lively, but everybody grows up And then your badboy expires, all the screwfaces tired, yeah What? Living in some bad times Where they do mad shootings to make a point, may the Lord guide Everyday this bumpy road a test, we're tryna walk right And avoid bad energy cuh that's the worst one Bro, we ain't the same, I swear I said that from the first one Life be a game you can't play and that's the weird thing Me, I went jail, I came home with like some beard thing Think about the world, know the problems that I'm fearing It's real, boy So, tell me, what's real, boy? Same world but not the same vision You can go on holiday, in physical it's the same prison I can back a strap and start barking, that's your breh missing I'd rather spray a metaphor that's technical and your brain's missing Think about a God cry every time I hear the rain hissing It's real, boy Yeah, so tell me what's real, boy I know it's hard in this world, but keep pushing, fam Smash them goals down, them doubters can't even look at man You're tryna turn your life around, that's when the devil turns back around Keep it real and stay strong, my Gs Stay pure and keep away them bad energies Playing your life without a referee, wrong place can be the death of me So tell me what's real, brudda See me rolling with Nico cuh that's a real brudda I try to open up and tell you how I feel, brudda So, tell me, what's real, boy? [Outro] Capo
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