4Real by King Shark Lyrics
I Don't Know...I Just Needa...Keep It Real like when you prayin
Got some shit tah say nobodi else is sayin
*To people broke n depressed, hope* is a joke *at its best*
2 cope* I smoke n accept I'll* just sell dope wit da rest*
No* I'm a soldier a vet down* from my toes to my head
Go* 4 da gold n da bread fuck* all da foes dats ahead
Bolt* up da steps 2 success, u* kan still show up 2death
N* chicago wit a vest cuz sum clothes ya pose a threat
Bro is that gold wit da red? BAM bullethole n ya chest
*now ull forward 2 rest all becuz of how u dressed* I GUESS
I'm sayin if you hate it y live 2 give tah payments
Just like uh fuckn anus a nigga stuck wit same shit
N laymans term I've earnd da rite 2 not live n anguish
Werk off my anus to be famous u ain't got da faintest
Clue of wut I'll do2 prove 2u durrs no restrainin
Do wut i like n like wut i do n i ain't changin
Sick of satan sayin take a chance I'll b payin
If its worth it to be picture perfect get tah paintin
1:58
Chorus
I don't wanna die, I just wanna chill (Keep It Real)
Don't wanna go jail, wanna make a mil (Keep It Real)
Album gotta sell, gotta paysum bills (keep It Real) *REAL*
Gotta Keep It Real *REAL*
Half tank of gas half pack of miller chills (keep it real)
Hat down low don't know which bro is finna kill (keep it real)
*go clubbin wit my friendz* cuz we alll know the deal
If u don't kno how it feels, keep livin n ya will
Fa Real, Fa Real, Fa Real
Verse 2:
*I want my money back dis instint*
I feel like dummy dat I spent 9 bucks n 10 cents
Since when has that been worth a senseless
CD bout same gangbang dame chains its endless (I'M FINISHED)
Dependent on this *check* that kant diminish *my debt*
Once moneys spended *da debt* just gets replinished *and yes*
Throws me in trenches *just* a couple inches so *guess*
Im just offended when I listen wutchu spittin on *deck*
All of wut *Im wishin* all of yah *rides benz*
All of yah *nice kitchens* all of yah *ice glistens*
N all of yah *wives bitchin* eyelenses viewin islandsn
All of yah *lives pimpin* *so y is it dat mine isn't*
I commend it just lowers my commitment
Ride on a bus seein guys lie on benches
Faith bout 2 bleed *jeez* please apply da stitches
Work at life to succeed *jeez* wurrz my equippment?
Can't rely on *wishes* when my eyes *cringes*
Cuz it died my *engine* n oh my *rent is* so
High its *offense* dunt cry get 2 *business*
Wit christ as my *witness* survive wit da *quickness*
At 24 money's slow, 4 bucks no gas n I'm hungry so
*dis half a honeyroll* gotta last pass Monday so
Lil wayne u got chains kan u front me dose?
Wanna make a couple thou widout cuttin throats
Or bein anotha nigga wit a trigga sellin dope
Thinkn figgas willget bigga end up felons dough O
Clapped n jail packed n cells well u livin hell 4sho *YO*
*I kno dads dat kno dat itz so wack how 4 blacks
Get toetagged from *drobags n doughstacks* n oh snap
Wurr's kojack at when po saps rat-tat'd up deez 4 cats
At dis hoebags pad just cuz dey had dey skullcap's black
With both hats back but isn't dat a dope act spat
4 most rap acts dey fabricate dey tote mad gats
N sold bagged crack so dey kan go n grow cash stacks
4 gold rap plaques I swear tah god dey whole act wack
Just kno dat crap a nigga spat known facts bak *ova dope tracks datz*
Me throwin skeletons outta my closet off my coatrack back
King shark mothafucka u kan quote dat stat (ECHO)*
Chorus
I don't wanna die, I just wanna chill (Keep It Real)
Don't wanna go jail, wanna make a mil (Keep It Real)
Album gotta sum sell, gotta sum bills (keep It Real)
Gotta Keep It Real
Half tank of gas half pack of miller chills (keep it real)
Hat down low don't know which bro is finna kill (keep it real)
Go clubbin wit my friendz, cuz we alll know the deal
If u don't kno how it feels, keep livin n ya will
Fa Real, Fa Real, Fa Real
Got some shit tah say nobodi else is sayin
*To people broke n depressed, hope* is a joke *at its best*
2 cope* I smoke n accept I'll* just sell dope wit da rest*
No* I'm a soldier a vet down* from my toes to my head
Go* 4 da gold n da bread fuck* all da foes dats ahead
Bolt* up da steps 2 success, u* kan still show up 2death
N* chicago wit a vest cuz sum clothes ya pose a threat
Bro is that gold wit da red? BAM bullethole n ya chest
*now ull forward 2 rest all becuz of how u dressed* I GUESS
I'm sayin if you hate it y live 2 give tah payments
Just like uh fuckn anus a nigga stuck wit same shit
N laymans term I've earnd da rite 2 not live n anguish
Werk off my anus to be famous u ain't got da faintest
Clue of wut I'll do2 prove 2u durrs no restrainin
Do wut i like n like wut i do n i ain't changin
Sick of satan sayin take a chance I'll b payin
If its worth it to be picture perfect get tah paintin
1:58
Chorus
I don't wanna die, I just wanna chill (Keep It Real)
Don't wanna go jail, wanna make a mil (Keep It Real)
Album gotta sell, gotta paysum bills (keep It Real) *REAL*
Gotta Keep It Real *REAL*
Half tank of gas half pack of miller chills (keep it real)
Hat down low don't know which bro is finna kill (keep it real)
*go clubbin wit my friendz* cuz we alll know the deal
If u don't kno how it feels, keep livin n ya will
Fa Real, Fa Real, Fa Real
Verse 2:
*I want my money back dis instint*
I feel like dummy dat I spent 9 bucks n 10 cents
Since when has that been worth a senseless
CD bout same gangbang dame chains its endless (I'M FINISHED)
Dependent on this *check* that kant diminish *my debt*
Once moneys spended *da debt* just gets replinished *and yes*
Throws me in trenches *just* a couple inches so *guess*
Im just offended when I listen wutchu spittin on *deck*
All of wut *Im wishin* all of yah *rides benz*
All of yah *nice kitchens* all of yah *ice glistens*
N all of yah *wives bitchin* eyelenses viewin islandsn
All of yah *lives pimpin* *so y is it dat mine isn't*
I commend it just lowers my commitment
Ride on a bus seein guys lie on benches
Faith bout 2 bleed *jeez* please apply da stitches
Work at life to succeed *jeez* wurrz my equippment?
Can't rely on *wishes* when my eyes *cringes*
Cuz it died my *engine* n oh my *rent is* so
High its *offense* dunt cry get 2 *business*
Wit christ as my *witness* survive wit da *quickness*
At 24 money's slow, 4 bucks no gas n I'm hungry so
*dis half a honeyroll* gotta last pass Monday so
Lil wayne u got chains kan u front me dose?
Wanna make a couple thou widout cuttin throats
Or bein anotha nigga wit a trigga sellin dope
Thinkn figgas willget bigga end up felons dough O
Clapped n jail packed n cells well u livin hell 4sho *YO*
*I kno dads dat kno dat itz so wack how 4 blacks
Get toetagged from *drobags n doughstacks* n oh snap
Wurr's kojack at when po saps rat-tat'd up deez 4 cats
At dis hoebags pad just cuz dey had dey skullcap's black
With both hats back but isn't dat a dope act spat
4 most rap acts dey fabricate dey tote mad gats
N sold bagged crack so dey kan go n grow cash stacks
4 gold rap plaques I swear tah god dey whole act wack
Just kno dat crap a nigga spat known facts bak *ova dope tracks datz*
Me throwin skeletons outta my closet off my coatrack back
King shark mothafucka u kan quote dat stat (ECHO)*
Chorus
I don't wanna die, I just wanna chill (Keep It Real)
Don't wanna go jail, wanna make a mil (Keep It Real)
Album gotta sum sell, gotta sum bills (keep It Real)
Gotta Keep It Real
Half tank of gas half pack of miller chills (keep it real)
Hat down low don't know which bro is finna kill (keep it real)
Go clubbin wit my friendz, cuz we alll know the deal
If u don't kno how it feels, keep livin n ya will
Fa Real, Fa Real, Fa Real