Mysonne - Streets Are Real lyrics

(Intro) Walk with me Definition of a dream, part two We all have dreams, don't we? Streets is real out here, man You know how to act to that sh** that you see on TV How that sh** on that big screen? Yeah, they is poppin' out here in this concrete jungle n***as out here get it in fo' real, ya feel me? (Verse) We livin' in the dog days, where the poor pays More tax than the rich, cracks in the hallways Neva sleep, couple naps in four days These young n***as will clap you ova Concorde J's We all praise to the Lord, but them who*es praise n***as Who live they life, but with raw sake They all say they bosses till the law say Who operate or do life, then they all safe They all talk, all snitch, all turn stakes Then you learn they was all fake in the first place My first case, a n***a did seven Been through hell, so I should automatically get to heaven I get the lemons and I make lemonade I make the realest fazes in rap ever made I'm a renegade, outkast, I'm a black sheep When the n***as wanna know the truth, they ask me I don't sugercoat, n***as in the hood is broke Except the n***a in the hood who got the goodest coke I shoulda smoked cuz sober I can't escape sh** I kneel, ride or walk in this Matrix I make chicks forget whaeva they was doin' All they remember is the words I'm sayn to em Years game, but my game is the truth G in the streets, same in the booth Pain in the tooth ain't worse than disloyalties Surrounded by G's my whole life, I guess it spoiled me All you see is a n***a chain and a n***as shine You too blind to see a n***a lame The n***a games said Miles f** with me And we gon' make mo' paper than the muthaf**in' tree Money Gang is us, n***a, call a fire man If these n***as b**hes, got my name on my diaphragm I ain't lyin', n***a, I got these hoes gone He had hoes, he had my shoes, no droes on You know what goes on with thug with intelligence Certified live n***a gettin' dead presidents Ever since day one, I was focused 3 Cee, S1, ocus, S, charge, dolla, rob X doin' life for d**, he shoulda shot a cop You gotta stop and incarcerate the gentlemen And leave us with the males that's more feminine Than they girlfriend, sh** is like the whirlwind It's written, these are the signs for the world end He in the pearl Benz ridin' to destruction Gave him ?, he ain't wanna take destruction I had discussions in bill with the scholars They believe knowledge is worth more than million dollas I'm pilot like the bad b**hes chose I'm a pimp, my n***as call bad b**hes hoes I was bad, I was mad, I had to flip O's I was mad cuz I had different goals I wanted to be like Mike, I had hoop dreams But I had O shoes with no shoestrings I ain't have fruitloops, I had fruit rings n***as in my crew use to shoot things The truth brings shame to the devil And the truth is n***as just ain't on my level I'm the realest n***a breathin', every word I speak is true I'm who I said I was, are you?