Bodega BAMZ - Real Love lyrics

[Verse One: Bodega Bamz] Now I got a closet full of Bomba, a Cubano connect That make the coach stretch farther, it never used to be that way I had to dip and dabble, the po-po had to come after I'm tryna be a rapper now, put the work and back it down Never felt the love, who wants it anyway? A million ain't impossible, I could make it any day Now I see these b**hes, these b**hes wanna see me Like you could be the greatest if Youtube was really TV Listen to my CD, you could feel the pain of a young motherf**a Just tryin' to get in the game, only lane is the fast one Midnight Express, I'm just local till my sun come Came like my nut done, raw like the papers, just to get the green Go to war, ready, all-denim when I hit the scene Seen the hate through the eyes of a poor man dream I'm alive when I'm 40, drinkin' 40's like an old man Let me find what I'm lookin' for, real love Like Mary J, there gotta be a method man, be all I need That's a guarantee with Bamz or be a non-believer Part of my backhand, one way, my way b**hes movin' sideways, I heart break ho, tell it that way Forever more, the bodega's not a store, it's my love My addiction, when I press record, I'm gone [Verse Two: Emilio Rojas] You feel the pain, you feel the hunger and the strain You see the urgency, you see the way we work with no restraint I ain't holdin' back, want it? I'mma go for that And I don't give a damn who it affects, I'm a sociopath I'm known for that, my city never had nobody blow, the sh** wrong Matter of fact, my city never had nobody get on My city never had nobody poppin' to invest in No hometown heroes when they shoppin' up in Whiteman They choppin' up them remnants and they sellin' them to fiends When ain't nobody sleepin', how they sellin' you your dreams? Them label people tell you who to be, f** y'all I take advice from everybody ‘round me but y'all, yeah I'm a survivor, I don't listen to them liars I know Lucifer, he used to work for God as an advisor You could find me in attire that's resistant to the fire ‘Cause I been through Hell and back, that's a distance you admire I'm persistent, I'm consistent, I'm insistin' you retire I'm indifferent to you b**hes, I don't listen to pariahs I'm a victim of contrition for your sins like the messiah I don't give a flyin' f** of what I did to get me higher This is all costs, I take from you, it's y'all loss I will rip your f**in' heart out and eat it up like Arthur Shawcross ‘Cause why settle when there could be more? I never found love ‘cause, f** it, that ain't the sh** I'm lookin' for [Outro: Bodega Bamz] f** your love, f** your love, f** your love b**h f** your love, f** your love, f** your love n***a f** your love, f** your love, f** your love b**h, f** the love