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Sy Ari Da Kid

Real Recognize Real

 

Real Recognize Real

(álbum: The Shadow In The Shade - 2022)


[Sy Ari da Kid:]
Yeah, yeah
Real this, real that
Real facts, real rap
Word
Yeah

Real niggas do real things
The real niggas know what real brings
Them trill bitches living real dreams
'Cause real niggas do real—

Yeah, who you know that came from the bottom so optimistic?
Who you know feed the homeless, but he won't document it?
I hated seeing guys pretending to help somebody on video just to rise your image
Oh, never mind, I get it
While you outside for a minute, they outside starving, tryna find a living
What if you was at your worst when I pulled up, taking all kinds of pictures?
Smiling, giving you dollar signs, no one is designed to script it
Imagine you just put your brother on the play
Money he ain't never discover to come his way
But you vouch for him to someone else that doesn't know his face
Okay, it's a fee involved, and everybody agrees, of course
Only to talk, they run it off your face card
And you ain't taking nothing off his plate
Now you just wanna see him make
What you been making on your own
'Cause one hand wash the other, and both wash another brother's face
But that wasn't the case, my brother got his money and doesn't wanna pay
See how niggas act when money get involved?
It's funny 'cause when they needed money, I'm the one them niggas called
When you was homeless in Atlanta, I'm the one who opened my front door
Rent-free, sleeping on my fucking floor
That was my food you was eating on when I went to the store
But like I lost my pet, I was looking out for my dawg
My own son was asking me why you been here so long
And still, I feel no harm
I'm still praying God don't punish you, what heals your scars

'Cause real niggas do real things (Word)
And real niggas know what real brings
I know trill bitches living real dreams (For real)
'Cause real niggas do real—

Big homie Fort Knox told me, "You gotta take the mic"
My cousin Walter almost drowned, I saved his life
I gave L's while writing books, the study that made him nice
You niggas ain't really that high, you afraid of heights
Then one day, I felt like mailing Derez De'Shon
A sauna suit off Amazon just to see him get his health right
Pac caught a case living in Atlanta
Saw the nigga he was beefing with, peeped, and shot the nigga on camera
Now he locked up, calling me, coming up with a plan
Now he got lawyer fees
How can I get my boys some streams off my royalties?
Bonded out, did a mixtape we recorded in weeks
Set a play for distribution [?]
That deal covered his lawyer fees, that was the only plan
Ask Pac, I even let him keep the whole advance
Shout that nigga Rebo, kept it gangster, yeah
Bro a grand for what you did to help him beat his case
And you know it fam, yeah

[Sy Ari da Kid:]
'Cause real niggas do real things (Word)
And real niggas know what real brings (Uh)
I know trill bitches living real dreams (Yeah, yeah)
'Cause real niggas do real—

[J.R. Writer:]
You know how many streets in New York the flow paved
I done cut so many people off it's road rage (Skrrt)
But I'm so prayed, blessings from the father
I gave niggas singles who've never deserved a dollar
Shit (Shit), I've been dealing with jealousy since a toddler
This a desert in Nevada, it's never been any hotter
Bitch (Bitch), I don't gotta deal with the phonies
Just sent a lawyer at Koch for that million they owe me
You ever stole from the pot, then we really ain't homies
And if you ever hoped I stop, then you really don't know me
Brozie, better recognize the boss at the table
You won't know how much they owe until you audit the label
'Til it's time to call your lawyers, they'll be stalling to pay you (What else?)
Then they tell you, "Hold your horses" when they know you ain't stable (Huh, huh)
That's why I reward loyalty with loyalty
And I ain't never tripping over royalties, I'm royalty
Zoots

[Sy Ari da Kid:]
Yeah, 'cause real niggas do real things
And real niggas know what real brings
And them trill bitches living real dreams
'Cause real niggas do real things

Yeah, that's facts

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