Real

(album: Dreamchasers 2 - 2012)

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I said I used to get high, Just to get by
Couldn't Deal with my reality, Was living in a lie
Sometimes I asked God is we living just to die
Conversations with my dad, And he living in the sky
I think am I going crazy? Or is this shit forreal
The spirit of a nigga who will or is appealed
Fighting to see the light and I'm fighting to keep it real
Like a nigga with no lawyer I'm ready to take a deal
Got me feeling like Khaled, Cause all I do is win
I don't practice no religion, Cause all I do is sin
I don't even write it down, I'm just spitting out what's in
I don't celebrate for victory man all I do is grin
Uh, Shit I ain't bragging I don't boast
But when it come to bread fuck a slice I need a loaf
And a little bit of toast just to keep the haters off me
Man I do this for my city, All the niggas waitin on me

[Hook: Meek Mill]
Look into my eyes, Tell me what you see
Younging full of pride, Tendencies of a G
I never gave a fuck what ya' heard about me
Never told, Never sold my soul nigga this is me

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
I'm a family man, Don't you ever cross that line where my family stand
I send them boys to come and get you in that family van
Cold shooters that love them hammers like Yosemite Sam
I'm from a hood where these niggas scared to dream at
Fuck the money they wanna' kno where the lean at
They make ya' lean back, I'm talkin fade-away
Mike Jordan, Getting it ain't important
How can I forfeit, Niggas making a fortune
Living in fortresses, Getting it on some corporate shit
Go hard or go home and this the orphanage
Same niggas that I grew up I be often with
Small circle 'cause niggas a murk you
Most of the time it's niggas that know, But my niggas is purple
Hearted, I seen the snakes before they even started
Caught em, And the was dearly departed

[Hook]