Lyrics Yungen – Too Real
Text:
Yungen:
Maybe I’m too real, it’s either that or I’m overthinking
My man dem eat from my table, drink from my bottle
Even when I’m not drinking, but where the fuck’s friendship when they tear that apart and that
Ships start sinking, this just the shit I’m thinking
I ain’t ever gone back on a word, I see man go back on chapters
They don’t wanna reverse no favours, I was taught ‘don’t ever go backwards’
Grew a heart, put man in my will, but it’s like I’m surrounded by actors
Man have grew stingy, man have moved big time, you’d think they were the rappers
They say man dem over them bitches, I’ve got a bitch realer than some man dem
There’s some lying arse niggas around myself when I can’t stand them
But they keep saying «that, that’s mandem, but he ain’t one of mine»
And it’s sad that it takes something to happen for man to realise they’re blind
Stabbed my little nigga, man ran and gave me excuses
I keep thinking if he died, would their reasons still be stupid?
And it kills me, cuh we act like nothing’s happened
It’s the same story, just different hood, and I hate that we follow the pattern
But maybe I’m too real
I ain’t ever gone back on a word, I see man go back on chapters
They don’t wanna reverse no favours, I was taught ‘don’t ever go backwards’
Grew a heart, put man in my will, but it’s like I’m surrounded by actors
Man have grew stingy, man have moved big time, you’d think they were the rappers
They say man dem over them bitches, I’ve got a bitch realer than some man dem
There’s some lying arse niggas around myself when I can’t stand them
But they keep saying «that, that’s mandem, but he ain’t one of mine»
And it’s sad that it takes something to happen for man to realise they’re blind
Stabbed my little nigga, man ran and gave me excuses
I keep thinking if he died, would their reasons still be stupid?
And it kills me, cuh we act like nothing’s happened
It’s the same story, just different hood, and I hate that we follow the pattern
But maybe I’m too real
Hook — Elise:
You’re too real for the niggas
You’re too real
You’re too real for the niggas
You’re too real
Maybe I’m too real
Maybe I’m too real
Yungen:
Maybe my heart’s too big, maybe I give too much
Maybe I’m killing myself tryna make all my people rich as fuck
More of the time I go out my way, and they don’t show the same love back
But if you could turn back time, I’ll do it again, where I’m from I weren’t raised like that
When Krept & Konan won at the MOBOs, somebody asked me if I’m pissed
Like «I thought them man were your team? How come you weren’t on that list?»
Forget music, them man are my brothers, how dare you even ask that shit
It nearly brought a tear to my eye when they won, I hope that answers that shit
Some things people don’t understand, but as long as you do, you’re cool
You know why they wanna see you win, when you do then they pray you fall
Man have just got used to it, not saying that I like it
That’s why when I do something good, I just kick back, I don’t hype it
I was in Australia on tour when I heard SQ got killed
I got the text at dinner, I couldn’t even eat my meal
I knew that boy from little youts, I nearly broke my phone
That’s the real meaning of homesick, when it gets so close to home
But maybe I’m too real
Like «I thought them man were your team? How come you weren’t on that list?»
Forget music, them man are my brothers, how dare you even ask that shit
It nearly brought a tear to my eye when they won, I hope that answers that shit
Some things people don’t understand, but as long as you do, you’re cool
You know why they wanna see you win, when you do then they pray you fall
Man have just got used to it, not saying that I like it
That’s why when I do something good, I just kick back, I don’t hype it
I was in Australia on tour when I heard SQ got killed
I got the text at dinner, I couldn’t even eat my meal
I knew that boy from little youts, I nearly broke my phone
That’s the real meaning of homesick, when it gets so close to home
But maybe I’m too real
Hook
