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lirik lagu lil squeaky - too real

[part 1]

[verse 1: lil squeaky]
everything just got too real around me
and i can’t tell if it’s the sirens or the speakers sounding
but something’s wrong and i can feel it ’round me
it’s bounding toward my feet
i think about it, it reminds me that it’s hard to eat down in the streets
at least for peace and at least from within
every last one of the men, they ain’t come back home again
and to be honest, i couldn’t care less about it if you wanna duck
if you got dealt with that bad luck, then chances are you’re getting stuck but chances aren’t up out in here, you’ll find yourself right out the mud
days were tough, they don’t apply to me, but they still chill my gut
thanking god for everything, but might be thanking n0body
it’s clear to see beliefs, they might be vicious
see, sh~t remains a mystery
they all want it, they all wanna see me fall right down
back to the ground i came about
tryna reignite the demons of my town
lately, i’ve felt far from home
too many actions, turn off the tone
i got a legion of love behind me
so then how the f~ck do i still feel so alone?
i was bad to the bone, tried to right all my wrongs
couldn’t get no forgiveness, mind the business of your own
can’t keep private no more
i’m supposed to let the world know everything that i’m up to
i ain’t doing that sh~t, f~ck you, not cool
proud of the time i’ve taken
all of the folks who waited
the people inundated, comment sections of amazing work
wishing those who made it gonna make it down into the dirt
might as well redirect their attention to somewhere
where their extended impoliteness makes a better living
godd~mn, they look livid
because i made a living
gotta thank all who listened
from grown~ups to teens and children
you stuck around, kept me believing
the feeling, i can’t begin with, it’s too real
[verse 2: kid floral]
i’m living life right this time
ain’t n0body ever can’t catch these rhymes
sh~t too sick, can’t catch me crying
i’m living life with a nickel and dime
still too fresh in my head to the game
i’m insane, got too much sh~t
i was living in pain, now i’m making it rain
this sh~t ain’t hard, it’s a piece of cake, y’all just fake
b~tch, this sh~t is way too real
way too real for me, way too real for me (way too real for me )
yeah, yeah, b~tch, this sh~t is way too motherf~cking real
it’s too real for me, it’s too real for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
b~tch, this sh~t is way too real

[part 2]

[verse 3: lil squeaky]
i think we got a misconception on our hands
you and i, same kind, same level, i’d be d~mned
if you knew how much i’m about to k!ll your planet
the whole world thinking that your ass hit extinction like the cola can
truth be told, we ain’t been all put in the best conditions
sometimes we fight for sh~t, but ain’t too big on exhibitions
but from the exposition, i had greater influence
so please keep your middling separate from all my biggest hits
think about what my biggest concern was if i hold the night
with the finest dime, now the finest dime is close
and i cut meat out of my diet, i quit being so d~mn quiet
i was dreaming about a riot over me getting all violent
i won’t lie, i’m pretty controversial
that’s why i keep them coming back
they got the satisfaction to jump at the social hurdle
now i expand it coast to coast, l.a. down to myrtle beach
as they always say, to each his own
you ain’t trying to be alone, but i don’t even need your company
a gold chain is just a fraction of what you need to buy me a home
i’m a young rock star, john e. ramone’s ghost
put your copes on a diamond plate of powder
my life amazing technically, but honestly, especially in times like these which i believe is pretty tricky mentally
but giving in to fear is harder, and i know that i’m smarter
so i keep on balling legacy, i’m more of a jimmy carter
[verse 4: kid floral]
woke up on my momma couch, i wish i had a crib
after that i’d probably f~ck around and give myself a b~tch
i’ve smoked enough to find that i’m just not that kind of kid
i’d rather spend my money on some ice to cover up my wrists
yo, i’ve been depressed by a girl, yeah that b~tch ruined me
but i realized i’m the b~tch, i had to move on, sh~t’s the worst for me
cursing my own name and moving b~tch to b~tch to b~tch
to find that that won’t make a better man, just make a better scene
yo, i’m a blonde white boy that gets attached
to people that don’t like me or would rather stab my back
got anxiety that sits up in my head and talks right through me
it’s the f~cking mentally insane version of ratatouille
yo, oh you wanna mess with me, hit me up allegedly
just to say you high and that’s the only time affection reeks
d~mn, i get some b~tches they fake like plastic
gotta bend around these walls to see like my sh~t is elastic, yo
this sh~t is getting me p~ssed, you know these idiots sitting on my d~ck
get off of my d~ck if you’re just a b~tch
you f~cking around and you’re gonna get hit, yo
i know that i cuss too much, i gotta wash my mouth
i don’t cuss out so i just digest all these motherf~cking doubts, yo

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