Lando Chill - That´s Real lyrics

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Lando Chill - That´s Real lyrics

[Verse1: Lando Chill] I used to dream about whippin a Mercedes 2 kids with the model type lady We had it all Even the government paid me To make the world a better place on the daily See their dreams we just stuff in a prp with no light And expect the sh** to burn without a higher minds And that's real Real early oceans with no seals Bodies with no pills And cities that never heal Life's like Peep the cliff around the next turn But you ain't drivin End up in an urn what you done earned Ain't vibin Concede the paper chase ain't a race most thrive in Except if your scientist be jivin Right now It's a struggle to be glad For what you're worth is Worthless Even though my soul knows it's purpose To turn these words into a movement that's really work sh** Worth sh**… But maybe baby If I was born in the eighties I'd be less lazy and a little more crazy Wonder about the youth on the daily You see cuz we slidin in like our golf game was Daley Littered with laughs like when Stewart left The Daily But sh** ain't funny when your motive is the money It would k** your fellow man for their milk and honey k** your fellow men for their milk and honey [Chorus] And that's real Realer than oceans with no seals Bodies with no pills Cities that never heal And that's real, and that's real And that's real Realer than oceans with no seals Bodies with no pills Cities that never heal And that's real, and that's real [Verse2: Lando Chill] Truth be told I don't even like milk Lactose to the folks who barter debt for nice silk Of the ilk called the overachievers Slinging cleavers of meat At bare feet of the richest of leaders You see I'm the Prince and Pauper of the land of rap ether Got funk like Aretha Deft words like a teacher Yet this n***a swore to God he wouldn't become a preacher Now I'm preaching about teachings i dun picked up on the weekend? I'm weak then... Cuz she taste good as some Wheat Thins Spilling these crumbs on her sequin f**ing to The Weeknd But the poor still don't eat then I guess the first world probs Drown out the second and third I reckon my words Would lessen the pain Of hitting the curb Because your horse was kind of high though Like the kind of high if I got to work with Flylo Like the kind of high is my first name was Michael And hit a shot on Craig Ehlo despite the height though Despite natural spite i think us aight tho From some hieghts our noose is from a tight rope [Chorus] And that's real Realer than oceans with no seals Bodies with no pills Cities that never heal And that's real, and that's real And that's real Realer than oceans with no seals Bodies with no pills Cities that never heal And that's real, and that's real