NF | Real (Lyrics)

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“Real” by NF

 

Yeah, Real Music!
(Yeah)
Yo (Tell me what I’m I doing),
You just get in that, you get in that head space, you know,
(Tell me what I’m I doing) (ooh),

Will somebody get the body bags, working with beats and, ah,
Put the MC’s in ’em, season ’em, put ’em on a beat with me, then I’m eating ’em,
Get away from the table,
You rappers ain’t hungry enough, you rappers ain’t hungry like us,
They talk about me like I’m here, they talk about you like you was, whoa!

 

That nurse came into my room, she told me I’m sick in the head,
I’m in HipHop’s, hospital bed with a pad and a pen, and a brace on my neck,
They told me that, I’m never leaving,
Why? I am as ill as it gets,
Any rapper that say that they running the game,
Imma come in they session, and cut off they legs, whoa!
Strap a grenade to my head, pull out the pin,
My music is mind blowing,
Ain’t nobody do it like I do it,
You ain’t never been on my level, I gotta part ’em out the way,
To keep ’em talking and acting like everybody gonna get up,
Better sleep with your eyes open,
You wanna know what I noticed?

 

I look around and my fanbase, and they ready,
That last album was heavy, that last album was gritty,
How you gon’ match that?
Just let me, do what I do best,
You’re better off, playing Russian roulette,
Then coming in a booth with me,
‘Cause I get, a little bit intense, I’m like, ‘Who’s next?’
Y’all better watch it,
Take a look at where the clock is,
It’s my time,
This ladder of music, that I climbed,
I took the machete, the game isn’t ready,
Them rappers, they coming up on me,
I cut off the ladder, and I told ’em, ‘bye bye’,
What? Were you looking for a high-five? Nice try!

 

Do not believe everything that you read on the Internet,
I do not know who your dentist is, but he should clean out your mouth,
Don’t call me a sellout, that’s something I’ve never been,
I’ve been through hell all my life, though,
But I know where Heaven is, Father forgive me, for I am a sinner,
But you gave me music as medicine, whoa,

 

And nobody want a problem when they get in my zone, better leave me be,
I’m a mean MC, better feed me rappers, or feed me beats, ah,
Feed me both of ’em,
They like, ‘Nate, what’s it like to be famous?’ (hahaha)
Um, I’ll let you know if I make it,
I wonder what life will be like, if I didn’t stick out my neck,
200 dollars inside of my bank account, whoa,
I was living on that,
I need some money to pay for my rent,
I need some money to pay for my gas,
I’m not complaining, I’m just being honest,
I promise that I will not beg for respect, no!

 

I get so frustrated, take a look at what I created,
Time is wasting, and I ain’t waiting,
I’m a doctor with no job,
Me, I don’t have no patients,
I keep pacing, back and forth, I keep racing,
You ain’t never been in my book and I got a problem with it, why?
‘Cause you acting like you read my pages,
I wreck these stages,
Real talk, better give me space, ’cause I am chasing,
Something they told me, that I won’t make it, yeah,
I’m not famous, I’m just Nathan, whoa,
And I wonder how the world gon’ take this,
They might hate it,
But you know anything about me, you know I’ll leave ’em changing,

 

‘Cause you know I’m real with it,
Don’t care if you feeling it, I’m feeling it,
You don’t like it then deal with it,
And if God ain’t real, real isn’t,
You still wonder why I existed, I exist in the world that’s real different,
And what you gon’ be when you grow up Nate?
I doubt they will get it,

My life is a mess, better watch your step when you step in it,
Some of this brain, is off limits I’m off in a World that you don’t get,
‘Cause you ain’t ever been in it,
In 10 minutes, I still couldn’t explain what’s inside my brain, don’t mess with it,
I’ve invested a, lot of me inside these lines, I’m just protecting ’em,
Everybody wanna hear the real version of life,
Then don’t get so sensitive, when I say something a little bit raw,
I jot my thoughts, and they call it negative,
You wanna know where my heart is?
I stand out, ’cause I wear my garbage,
I work my hardest,
And every time I look into the mirror don’t forget about where I started, whoa,

 

Tell me, what am I doing?
Tell me, what am I doing?
Tell me, what am I, what am I doing?
Mmmh!
Tell me, what am I doing?
I say, what am I doing?
Tell me, what am I doing here, if I’m not being real, mmmh!

 

 

 

 

NF – Real (Lyrics)