Wonder how I do this for real
Tryna rap out on the same way I feel
Putting out gems, they're mines in the field
'Gon head sift your corn in the mill
Watch out for them snakes, you know them pretty well
You the one got fangs and a tail
When I turn 25 that's my first mill
How you want your next rapper
Pretty Burnt, pretty well
That's the way the story goes
You tryna live inside my head with my clothes
Coming to all my shows of my thoughts
Connecting the dots trying not to stop your evil plot
Tryna give him respect be he's not
Tryna show her respect but she's not
Tell God this don't feel right
Sitting at the red light of life
Having no dreams at night
The way I feel I write
So whoever next
Make sure to bring your best
Cause I'm not the one you want to test
Tell God this don't feel right
Sitting at the red light of life
Having no dreams at night
The way I feel I write
So whoever next
Make sure to bring your best
Cause I'm not the one you want to test
I'm pitching bricks to the pigeons that said I was nothing
People want something but don't want to give nothing
When I spit facts, they said I'm bluffing
Got doubters in the yard and they still stomping
Always wanna rep something
When it comes to rapping they go running
Don't come up in my face and start something
Like the main school thot, you been blowing, been showing
Diggin trenches in between your legs, you been hoeing
Waiting for the next man to plant his seed
I'm just really glad that it's not me
Anna Mae you at the cake, so deal with the weight
So when Ike come around, make sure you're not found
You got brothers in the inbound
They barking any chance they get
But not checking who they really in the pack with
What's love gotta do with it
Kxng Carter - Real Love Lyrics
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Wonder how I do this for real
Tryna rap out on the same way I feel
Putting out gems, they're mines in the field
'Gon head sift your corn in the mill
Watch out for them snakes, you know them pretty well
You the one got fangs and a tail
When I turn 25 that's my first mill
How you want your next rapper
Pretty Burnt, pretty well
That's the way the story goes
You tryna live inside my head with my clothes
Coming to all my shows of my thoughts
Connecting the dots trying not to stop your evil plot
Tryna give him respect be he's not
Tryna show her respect but she's not
Tell God this don't feel right
Sitting at the red light of life
Having no dreams at night
The way I feel I write
So whoever next
Make sure to bring your best
Cause I'm not the one you want to test
Tell God this don't feel right
Sitting at the red light of life
Having no dreams at night
The way I feel I write
So whoever next
Make sure to bring your best
Cause I'm not the one you want to test
I'm pitching bricks to the pigeons that said I was nothing
People want something but don't want to give nothing
When I spit facts, they said I'm bluffing
Got doubters in the yard and they still stomping
Always wanna rep something
When it comes to rapping they go running
Don't come up in my face and start something
Like the main school thot, you been blowing, been showing
Diggin trenches in between your legs, you been hoeing
Waiting for the next man to plant his seed
I'm just really glad that it's not me
Anna Mae you at the cake, so deal with the weight
So when Ike come around, make sure you're not found
You got brothers in the inbound
They barking any chance they get
But not checking who they really in the pack with
What's love gotta do with it
Tryna rap out on the same way I feel
Putting out gems, they're mines in the field
'Gon head sift your corn in the mill
Watch out for them snakes, you know them pretty well
You the one got fangs and a tail
When I turn 25 that's my first mill
How you want your next rapper
Pretty Burnt, pretty well
That's the way the story goes
You tryna live inside my head with my clothes
Coming to all my shows of my thoughts
Connecting the dots trying not to stop your evil plot
Tryna give him respect be he's not
Tryna show her respect but she's not
Tell God this don't feel right
Sitting at the red light of life
Having no dreams at night
The way I feel I write
So whoever next
Make sure to bring your best
Cause I'm not the one you want to test
Tell God this don't feel right
Sitting at the red light of life
Having no dreams at night
The way I feel I write
So whoever next
Make sure to bring your best
Cause I'm not the one you want to test
I'm pitching bricks to the pigeons that said I was nothing
People want something but don't want to give nothing
When I spit facts, they said I'm bluffing
Got doubters in the yard and they still stomping
Always wanna rep something
When it comes to rapping they go running
Don't come up in my face and start something
Like the main school thot, you been blowing, been showing
Diggin trenches in between your legs, you been hoeing
Waiting for the next man to plant his seed
I'm just really glad that it's not me
Anna Mae you at the cake, so deal with the weight
So when Ike come around, make sure you're not found
You got brothers in the inbound
They barking any chance they get
But not checking who they really in the pack with
What's love gotta do with it
Writer: Isaiah Carter
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