Real Person Music Lyrics - Lil' B

I'mma keep my eyes open... 

Keep my mind open... 

PYT mixtape... 

We gettin' money 

I ain't never been no bitch, niggas scared 

Of the dark, I was out jacking with the pitch 

Same color as the tints... the night time 

Reminds me of my niggas in pain 

We all seen the hate, now it's feeling the same 

What comes from my mouth I keep it simple and plain 

When you speak from your heart do you feel ashamed? 

I was mad at the sounds, noises 

Making bad choices, selling off my soul for Rolls Royces 

Keep it real B, you gotta make better choices 

You act like a ho then you gonna see hell 

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I come from California where the skinny niggas dwell 

I don't want to be in your top five 

I'm only one, pick me up like the only gun 

Feel me? Fuck with me 

Er'body know Lil B started trends 

Niggas can't perform like him 

Sold zips in '04, I can't go back in 

Niggas rap but I used to rap, I'm not used to rap... 

Niggas act like I'm used to rap 

Street game kept me on my back 

Niggas say you got 5, but he really got 20 

Blinds you with the money, your game got skinny 

They say God feed others, you got a silver spoon 

I got a plastic one in the cupboard 

I ain't different than you we the same ass color 

But the words got power, people act like cowards 

Being poor of mind state, you can take your shower 

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So why you complaining about the day that's ours 

Niggas acting like a bitch gonna send them flowers 

Niggas ratting on their partners just to get some power 

If you change with the money you always been a coward 

Niggas don't respect you, you're just a lick 

These hoes love money so you people gon' trick 

Don't be no dumbass bitch 

Sold your soul for the grip fucked niggas in the game 

Got the power fucked over sisters 

And now my niggas getting richer 

Shooting off clips like someone's taking pictures 

Don't trust hoes I ain't got no mistress 

Give no kitchens, bitch do the dishes 

If I go down man I know you be a witness 

Can't trust hoes, the game got shifted 

Places in the west that will change your whole vision 

Make you get humble make you thank Based God 

We all thank Jesus, we know you need it 

Rock through the city, so low with the beeper 

Two door coupe the same color as my sneakers 

Riding shotgun, holding blunts with a cloth 

Married to the game bitch I never take it off 

Been in the jungle where them niggas getting crossed 

Niggas with the sharks, damn I got my neck broke 

Coming with the chopper like PetCo 

Niggas they don't act like man 

I'm the rawest 

Nigga I been lost in the forest with the cocaine 

Dope game G4 flight, show you the whole lane 

I made history now I want the whole fame 

You feel me? I'm coming for the world 

I do it for Furl, I do it for the world 

I do it for Furl, I do it for the world 

RIP Mac Dre, RIP all the people 

And we lost to the evil 

Let's keep it equal 

Lil B... 

PYT mixtape, man, you know... 

RIP Pac, RIP Biggie, you know, RIP everybody... 

RIP the world... 

I'mma tell you man, you know... 

RIP everybody, RIP the future... 

You know, 'cause nigga this is too advanced 

You know what I mean? 

I'm sayin' it like this man: rawest rapper alive 

We doing it, you know? This for the world 

Lil B, yeah...