Real Life lyrics

[Intro]
One take adlibs, we 'bouta do this sh*t real quick then y'all can go back to doing what y'all was doing
Yeah, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, you ready?
Aaaah

[Verse 1]
Before I dive in that water, I'm closing my eyes
Look at me now, I done turned to a man
I know pops would be proud if he still was alive
I don't need nobody ridin' with me (Nobody)
This a Coupe and I'm cool with a two-door ride
Tell the tailor to go back, this ain't my size
We got switches and drac's if you play with the guys
This rap sh*t cool but a curse in disguise

[Chorus]
Long live Wannie, I'm pouring the drank on the Jay (Long live Wan')
I'm giving brodie some money, I counted up twenty-four thousand, I made it today
b*tch, I got real life problems, so why would I ever be worried about Kendrick and Drake? (Yeah)
Brodie got real life beef he can't walk out the house in his hood without clutching a drac' (Yeah)
n*gga this real life

[Verse 2]
Why would I ever be worried about something that ain't about pape'?
R.I.P Martin, I gotta be great
Counting my pockets, he must be a—
Counting my pockets, he must be a snake
And it's sum' about n*ggas that really be weird
I used to write my raps in a notebook, sing 'em to bro, bro, I waited for years
Hope n*ggas ain't thinkin' this sh*t easy
I wasted blood, sweat, tears, we in the hood, deep, yeah
Should I go bustdown grill or veneers?
I'm in a mansion right now, I'm recording
It’s no more what if, we made it, we here
I'm switching everything up on these n*ggas
Down to my clothes, my flows and gear
And n*ggas gon' do it like that
[Chorus]
Long live Wannie, I'm pouring the drank on the Jay (Long live Wan')
I'm giving brodie some money, I counted up twenty-four thousand, I made it today
b*tch, I got real life problems, so why would I ever be worried about Kendrick and Drake? (I don't f*ck with Kendrick and Drake n*gga)
Brodie got real life beef he can't walk out the house in his hood without clutching a drac'
n*gga this real life (Brr, brr, brr)