Real sh**T

Hook - Satchel Stokes
I've been the realist since Day 1
Realist since Day 1
The realist since day 1
The realist
I've been the realist since Day 1
Realist since Day 1
The realist since day 1

Verse 1 - Justiiice
Steadily studying my interactions
Lost in the boasting of salads and dressings
Lost in cost of the shoes and the crib that you walk to from Porsches to hide all you fears
I see you
Even when gone
You wanna be the reason
I sing my songs
You wanna write me down
You wanna read my wrongs
You wanna lie me down
You want the truest love
Why are you hidden in makeup
Why do you shower in tears
Why are you all of your fears
Why do you think that we're here
Why does it pain you gain everything that you give
Why are you qualities borrowed
And why do you think that I care

Verse 2 - Satchel Stokes
I give false love for pussy
False hugs for pussy
Keep cuddling for a fuck again
She gone to long for me to love again
She gone tweet again once she fein again
Instagram her beauty pin
She gone hide her face with these color fills
She gone talk about she need a man
But she insecure when it comes to skin
Mixed shorties be the baddest pick
Nigga's dying crying over ten's
She bad as hell but her feelings thin
She only work for yo designer shit
I pay these with no acknowledge wait

Real sh**T

SUWAYT