Singa B - For Real Lyrics

For Real
By: Singa B
Composed By: Nrsimha (Singa B) Bromfield

Hook
I stay out the way for real
These streets is too cold for real
I’m doin my thang, You play than you pay
And I keep that bang for real
So Stay out my way for real!
So Stay out my way for real!
I stay out the way for real
These streets is too cold for real
I’m doin my thang, You play than you pay
And I keep that bang for real
So Stay out my way for real!
So Stay out my way for real!

First Verse
Naaa I don’t know the fucking vibes! I don’t fuck with your kind!
Focused on me and mines. Baby don’t waist your time.
I’m careful how I grind! These niggas dropping dimes!
They hate to see you shine, And love when they see you down!
So love when they count you out, that shows you who’s on your side.
Thats what they think about you, True feelings are hard to hide!
True friends are hard to find. Truth is I’m all I got!
Truth is they want your spot. Here take it, up to the top!

Hook
I stay out the way for real
These streets is too cold for real
I’m doin my thang, You play than you pay
And I keep that bang for real
So Stay out my way for real!
So Stay out my way for real!
I stay out the way for real
These streets is too cold for real
I’m doin my thang, You play than you pay
And I keep that bang for real
So Stay out my way for real!
So Stay out my way for real!

Second Verse
I just wanna be successful But all theses devils coming round in different levels
I still shine just like my bezel To the top is where I’m headed
I’ve been looking over the hill. I’ve been plotting on a trill.
I’ve been chilling on the west side smoking popping seals.
And this with no deal. My diamonds are real.
I came far from Beale. But them blues I got still
Put me on the scale! I’ll weigh out 100
All my mistakes. Yeah I had to learn from it
I Found what it takes To be rich more than money
And Can’t be no dummy You gotta be Low key
No lacking they lurking I’m sick like addiction
I stick to This mission, And this is For certain!
Know what you’re worth, And then you’ll find your purpose!
I’m from the dirt, but I managed to surface.
I been through that hurt and they thought it was curtains,
So I had to turn up the heat like a furnace!
I’m in my lane and now I paper chase. I do my thang and that’s every day!
No point in complaining, No tears to be made,
I’m making moves! So move out the way!

Hook
I stay out the way for real
These streets is too cold for real
I’m doin my thang, You play than you pay
And I keep that bang for real
So Stay out my way for real!
So Stay out my way for real!