My Life Is Real Lyrics

My Life Is Real Lyrics

What a life

"It's true that they underestimate you"

My life is real

So I'm frontin' on 'em every chance I get to be honest

Wavy hair, mystique, up in this bitch deep

Chain with some sick feet, corner of 10th Street

Scoop me in a MPV, I'm holdin' big heat

Soloist vocalist, maestro, this fish grease

Rest in peace, Polo, he see us, our wishes with G

Just like Ra and E — me and Preem; this history

Young ones, abuelas, Jesus candles, bodegas

Hallways playing some Gang Starr. "Who is that?" They gon' say, "Nas"

Look at us now, De La, Mobb, Rae, Ghost, and Rick

Big up Big L, Prodigy, Trugoy, they live

Martyrs, if you will, a 'Legend Has It...' cartel

I'm on jets with giants, I'm Bill Parcells

PTSD – Project Trauma Still Dwells

Happiness gotta be in you, money can't help

So, salute to the men that never hit the pen, black

We got to the bread and still live to spend that

What a life

I'm a man, I'ma die about it

Feel the pain, but I'm not gon' cry about it

Tell the truth 'cause ain't no reason to lie about it

(Invisible fingers playin' chords on my haunted piano)

I'm a man, I'ma die about it

Feel the pain, but I'm not gon' cry about it

Tell the truth 'cause ain't no reason to lie about it

(Invisible fingers playin' chords)

Already classic before you heard it, the spoiler was all my feature verses

I lined it up kinda perfect and then I hurled it

Rhymes in my mind's like pearls and oysters

Boss of bosses, Morpheus on my bullshit

The illest style right here 'til I got white hair

Gettin' foul-type stares, we ahead light years

We come out, the shift starts, so let the fifth spark

Turn the light switch off, drive a block, switch cars

Toss the face mask and gloves, damn, I just caught a buzz

Pulled another hit on a beat – guess who the victim was?

Guess who get reconfigured? The whole industry does

Premier, you my nigga because we became the men our mothers prayed for

Maybe even exceeded they expectations or maybe they always knew

While tyin' up our baby shoes, what was waitin' that brewed

In the souls of a chosen few

This ain't just talk, it's true

What a life

I'm a man, I'ma die about it

Feel the pain, but I'm not gon' cry about it

Tell the truth 'cause ain't no reason to lie about it

(Invisible fingers playin' chords on my haunted piano)

I'm a man, I'ma die about it

Feel the pain, but I'm not gon' cry about it

Tell the truth 'cause ain't no reason to lie about it

(Invisible fingers playin' chords)

My life is real