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Anna Wise

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Real [explicit] Lyrics - Anna Wise

I do what I wanna do 

I say what I wanna say 

When I feel, and I 

Look in the mirror and know I'm there 

With my hands in the air 

I'm proud to say yea 

I'm real, I'm real, I'm really really real 

 

I promise that I know you very well 

Your eyes never lie even if they tell 

Sweet lullabies that come with a smell 

Of a dozen roses flippin' down the green hill 

You living in a world that come with plan B 

'Cause plan A never relay a guarantee 

And plan C never could say just what it was 

And your plans only can pan around love 

You love him, you love them, you love her 

You love so much, you love when love hurts 

You love red-bottom and gold they say queen 

You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean 

You love french tip and trip that pay for 

You love bank slip that tell you we paid more 

You love a good hand whenever the card dealt 

But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself 

 

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I do what I wanna do 

I say what I wanna say 

When I feel, and I 

Look in the mirror and know I'm there 

With my hands in the air 

I'm proud to say yea 

I'm real, I'm real, I'm really really real 

 

I promise that I know you very well 

Your eyes never lie even if they fell 

Out the sky and your optics? turn stale 

Where they mow that's green 

I can see you fit the bill 

Of living in a world that come with Plan B 

Cause Plan A only can make another mistake 

And you can't see success coming from plan C 

When it all breaks you, you still say you're lovely 

And love them and love when you love her 

You love so much, you love when love hurts 

You love fast cars and dead presidents old 

You love fast women 

You love keepin' control 

Of everything you love, you love beef 

You love streets, you love runnin', duckin' police 

You love your hood, might even love it to death 

But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself? 

 

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I do what I wanna do 

I say what I wanna say 

When I feel, and I 

Look in the mirror and know I'm there 

With my hands in the air 

I'm proud to say yea 

I'm real, I'm real, I'm really really real 

 

The reason why I know you very well 

Cause we have the same eyes can't you tell 

The days I tried to cover up and conceal 

My pride, it only made it harder for me to deal 

When living in a that come with plan B 

A scapegoat cause plan A don't come for free 

And plan C just an excuse like because 

Or the word "but", but what if I got love 

I love them, I love when I love her 

I love so much, I love when love hurts 

I love first verse cause you're the girl I attract 

I love second verse cause your the homie they packed 

Burning like a stove top, they love cooking from scratch 

I love what the both of you have to offer 

In fact, I love it so much 

I don't love anything else 

But what love got to do with it when I don't love myself 

To the point I should hate everything I do love 

Should I hate living my life inside the club 

Should I hate her for watching me for that reason 

Should I hate him for telling me that I'm season 

Should I hate them for telling me ball out 

Should I hate street credibility I'm talkin' about 

Hatin' all money, power, respect in my will 

I'm hatin' the fact that none of that shit make me real 

 

I do what I wanna do 

I say what I wanna say 

When I feel, and I 

Look in the mirror and know I'm there 

With my hands in the air 

I'm proud to say yea 

I'm real, I'm real, I'm really really real 

 

Sing my song, it's all for you 

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