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PHANTM.
Armani White & T-Pain
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That's too real
Been runnin' 'round with my day ones, that's too real
Higher to talk y'all self 'bout me, that's how y'all feel
I came from Westside and got rich, I feel like Will, huh
But that's too real, huh
But that's too real, mm
I handle dues and I just paid off all y'all bill, yeah
I done spent too many years been called my pop, I swear
And I ain't tryna do it like him, but it's all I sow, this all y'all fault
When I gets pissed off, can't talk
And I did favors on favors on favors, I'm feelin' like this all y'all want
Feelin' like this all y'all want
Hop in the truck, I see, maybe it's time, maybe it's tweets
Maybe it's high, maybe it's tea, maybe I don't even think that I'm bein' for real
That's too real (that's too real)
I was runnin' 'round with my day ones, that's too real (that's too real)
You see the tears run down my face, that's how I feel (that's how I feel)
I see, and look at all the things I said I knew'd come true (oh, ah)
I don't waste time bein' patient now, I'm a Philly -
And my shiesty off, f- it, I'll take the fire
I been locked up, got somethin' more great in mind
It took one single fire just to break the line
They be plottin' my losses, just takin' time
Yeah, some for the birds and there's some for the better
Someone's for moments and someone's forever
But all these years started runnin' together, for real
Now it's shots thrown back, that's how you feel
Blame me for the - you did, that's how you heal
Don't worry 'bout waitin' for me then
'Cause I'll let you live in your glory then, yeah
But here go my part of the story, though
Ay, light skin, low tits don't fade, trips don't last, crib, no space
Grab my coupe (one, two, three), grandma pray, grandpa's grave
My bills cover, everybody's straight, I'm okay with bein' not okay, f-
Back on the long flight, if I pass the freak, then it was alright
I see Cabbage Street and hit a hard right
Hit that do not disturb when I call twice, like, f-
Pull up like nobody does it, Chevy, still drive it like nobody touched it
Lost all my fan to a fire, uh, - don't know me, I'm nobody cousin
If I got a boot, I might pop out in Willy, text I'm a fuck boy, then I got Achilles
Wannabe Will, then shout out to Billy, but I just left Bel-Air and shout out to Philly, I'm gone
(Oh, oh) for real, -, I run it up, did at least 16 number ones
Turnt up, -, I ain't done enough (oh-whoa)
Top ten s-, just sum it up (oh), my prices start jumpin' up (oh, oh, oh)
Knew if I lose, they'd come back, man, but f- all that dappin'
I'm back, -, I been the ghost y'all been runnin' from (yeah-yeah-yeah)
Everybody can't go, yeah, yeah
Sometimes the money changes people around you the most
You can't help nobody that don't want no help, no
If I call you fake in your face, then that's too real
I done went numb to the bull-, that's just how I feel
For cryin' out loud, I am not allowed to cry out loud (oh, oh)
I just wanna make y'all proud and y'all just say, "F- out my feelings"
I f- up my feelings, my mom said I'm healin'
But I still can't feel it, I still can't find light when I'm with ya
Can't cry folks out the picture, can't tell bros that I miss ya
It was never 'posed to be official, it's too real, real
Even my family talk to me like I'm not real
Like here's my bills, like let me die, like where's my will?
Where's my deal? Like, where's my mils? Why can't I chill?
No, that's too real, mm, that's too real, for real (oh, oh)
(Ooh-ay) none of my friends was there when Q got killed
(Yeah, ooh) none of my friends was there when Qua got killed
(Ooh) ain't none of my friends was there when, got killed (oh)
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