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REAL OVER LIKED lyrics
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Intro
"Real ones only..." "Tap in..." "Yeah, yeah, yeah..."
Verse 1
I remember mama's spot, roaches creepin' in the cabinets, Now they lurkin' in my comments, tryna peep what I been stackin', Posted from the trenches, no cap on my pain, Same cats likin' posts wouldn't hit me back when I rang, Phone blowin' up now, where you at when rent was late? Stretchin' that ramen, couldn't even break it for a plate, Eviction slip hittin', folded that joint into planes, Now they ridin' my wave, but wasn't out in the storm, Timeline full of cap, everybody fakin' for the feed, Fifteen takes to drop it, while I was grindin' on my knees Corner store vibes, they knew my face like family, Now these randoms in my DMs actin' like we kin, straight clownery, But my squad stayed tight, even when the bread got long, I'd rather rock four dimes than a stack of fake ones, wrong, Can't cop what we built, bruh, that's the ultimate flex, While you frontin' for the 'Gram, I'm cashin' checks on respect.
Pre-chorus
They buildin' glass cribs, Whole block watchin' but it crumble fast, Don't need a milli if they all gon' ghost Just my day ones, that's the only count that matter most.
Chorus
Real over liked, real over liked, Keep that clout chase, I need peace in the crib at night, Peace at night! Double-tap cap, I ain't livin' that fake life, I'm solid, I'm gucci Real over liked.
Verse 2
Remember Marcus from the block? First to flip that bag, Checks hit, he dipped, forgot the hood like that, Postin' bottles, whips, keys, everything but real love, Feds rolled up, not a soul pulled up from above, That's the vibe diff, I'd still pick up at 4 in the morn, Still ridin' for the ones who had my back since I was born, Lights flicked off, who sparked them candles in the dark? Not the followers, not the collabs, just the real ones with heart Yacht flicks look fire, LA life seem lit divine, But I'm chillin' on my stoop, with my peoples, sippin' cheap wine, They measurin' life off feeds that ain't even legit, I came up from the dirt, know the struggle feel for real, Hungry scrollin' 'Gram while your gut rumblin' too, That's why I drop the raw days now, hopin' it hit you Somebody gotta spit what the highlights won't show: Bossin' up is bouncin' back when the world screamin' no.
Chorus
Real over liked, real over liked, Keep that clout, I need peace in the trap at night, Double-tap cap, I ain't on that fraud life, I'm solid, I'm gucci Real over liked.
Bridge
What if we just... drop the phones, fam? Look up, peep who's really ridin'? Not the likes, just the ones who'd hold you down, When the signal's dead and ain't no crowd around... "That's real."
Chorus
REAL OVER LIKED! Real over liked! Keep that clout, I need peace at night! Double-tap cap, I ain't on that life! I'm solid, I'm gucci REAL OVER LIKED!
Outro
Log off, live raw, What you really holdin' back for? Your real ones knockin' at the door That's what the grind is for.
Inside the recording
"Real ones only..." "Tap in..."
They buildin' glass cribs, Whole block watchin' but it crumble fast,
Log off, live raw, What you really holdin' back for?
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