Real Life Ain't Real

Ay yoh ain’t no more playing around up in these parts yoh
Check it yoh dead ashes to my finger tips what the burn did?
I’m positioned and know its competition when you lacking vision
But a fort wall that brings no love that proclaims peace by calling a truce
It ain’t real if an ultimatum makes you choose between winning or losing
Becoming a figure makes you dream bigger swear this life only gets deeper, 6 feet
I'd like to meet my grave digger
A whole lot of gibberish before we get to where the business is
Sec-ting innocence with with a cold name such as genesis
With no record of damages
Fuck is the panic acting like savages, I'm not having it
Tryna maintain the havoc and with every stain I’m possessed by a higher strain
Like becoming what your illusions claim
Then boarding a train or end up plain and simple
Just saying
Lets rather refrain tryna heal the pain to much on my mind
With a vacant brain seeking a vibrant dame, not a cheater
But I always end with the motherfucking blame
How I overcame, with a sugarcane playing a low budget game
Fuck whatever they're saying
If it leads to hating, steady waiting, while the mixtape playing niggas gotta shut up
I saw hard thugs get it, praying
Daydreaming, I'm leaning with a meaning
Bragging, beaming, human, grabbing my Q the way man can
Getting capped or facing a relapsed, fuck it
Both give weak knees caps
That’s the type of shit I don’t need
So let me breath