Tim Lyre - Real Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, Woah 1,2
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[Verse 1]
Well this is intense,
It’s quite unusual I find myself in this position Right before is usually where it ends love And so this really makes no sense but now
I guess we’re both intent
On seeing how this works and where it goes And so we’re just gonna pretend like
We’ve never known the bitter end,
I know say when e reach-e morning
You’re still the only one I’m calling
I upset you, you ignore me
Wahala dey here, I’m finished
Eko n mo wa, Iwo n na pound sterling,
Iru Ife wo lo lo wa bayii
You have the power to deliver me
Here I am so willingly,
This is my proclivity
There and then she said to me
[Chorus]
Baby just breathe, (breathe)
Gotta let it go so deep (deep)
Then you’re gonna find release, Then you’re gonna know what’s real This is how it’s got to be (be)
Tell me what do you believe
Tell me it’s in what you feel,
That’s just how you know it’s real,
[Hook]
Real, real
Real, real,
Real, real, real,
Real, real
(you just let it ride, omo no be do or die)
(you just let it breathe, baby let it stabilise like) (2x)
[Verse 2]
Yes I do get jealous,
Happens all the time
Often wish I lived in a world where I'd say with my chest that you’re mine, There’s nobody else
Wouldn’t that be nice
That would be the height of my alternate life,

From the breaking of the day
Deep into the night
Wey you a fi dey by my side, hold me tighter
Wey you dutty wine fi lead to dinnertime and
Yah
But
Know I had to come down from the clouds this time, This is what is real this time,
Take pity on my mind, I been stuck in there a while I lost track of the time
And I got lost in the minefield
Now that I realise I just
Cannot predict our lives,
I’ll sit back and enjoy the ride
Till I die
So listen to me now
[Chorus]
Baby just breathe,
Gotta let it go so deep
Then you’re gonna find release, Then you’re gonna know what’s real This is how it’s got to be
Tell me what do you believe
Tell me it’s in what you feel,
That’s just how you know it’s real,
[Hook] Real, real Real, real,

Real, real, real, Real, real