Real Life / In the Bag

Romaeo D'Intino

I got hoes in real life
That be tripping on me
And I be good for the night
Never feeling lonely
So if you want on site
Know I got it on me
That's double shots on ice
Til' I feel real nice
I got my feet kicked up
Eyes on shut
Phone on silent
Vibes on ugh
Always Makin plays
Never Coming in a rush
Talkin' nice in my ear
But I don't give no fucks like
What you know
Workin everyday of the week
Never too high
Only dreaming when I sleep
Visions of my future
Tryna make reality
So don't you hit my line
If you ain't talking money
Got a brand
Couple thousand in the bank
I still wonder why
I ain't got that many fans
Listen to my music
I might put you in a trans
Got her hitting high notes
Like she singing Robert plant
She gone be my biggest fan
She don't even like hip hop
White boy spitting bars
You sayin' like who thought
Al Pacino mood
I be yelling like hoorah
Back on my rapping shit
Incase you ever forgot
I got hoes in real life
That be tripping on me
And I be good for the night
Never feeling lonely
So if you want on site
Know I got it on me
That's double shots on ice
Til' I feel real nice
I got my feet kicked up
Aye
Never been one to complain
But I want these bitches
All screaming my name
When I be on stage
I'm tired of lame
Don't wanna be workin' no regular job
To barely get paid
I'm bout to be paid
As soon as I finish this school
My mom wants me educated
Here's a toast
To to all the women that ever played me
I got me one in the bag
She pretty as fuck
When I tell a joke
I know she gon' laugh
Was down on my luck
Now I got some hope got coin in the stash
Just bought me a truck
No whipping in civics
I'll never get stuck
Don't ask for my digits
Or how I be living
Or what I work for
No crying in Hondas
We laugh in a ford
Like to keep it Lowkey
Be here stay down what u told me
My years right now I don't know you
So you better not act like you know me
Only hold it down for my family
So if they want whatever then it's on me
Now I know that I'm never feeling lonely
I remember what my grand dad told me
You better be provin' em wrong
With all of them songs
No matter the curse
No matter the cause
No matter the pain
You outta the time
Just leave 'em the fame
So then you can shine
People gon' talk
Just let 'em all talk
Cuz they doing nothin'
You keep being boss
You keep doing you
No matter the cost
So when you blow up
You'll never be lost
Been a minute
Since I rapped up in it
But I gotta show you
That I still can get it
And I'll never quit it
Till my dying digits
That be when I'm 90
You can hide up from me
No you can't deny me
Cuz I'm feeling godly
You can't stop me
Feeling like rocky
Underdog but I feel cocky
Workin harder than I've ever been so
All you can do is watch me sorry

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The song “Real Life / In the Bag” by May was composed by Romaeo D'Intino.

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