Nothing Real Songtext
von Aaron May

Eighth in the wood, pour a deuce and I′m slumped
Now it's been some years, couldn′t even say some months
Space for the money bags, trunk in the front
You gon' see it when you see me, I don't ever gotta stunt
See me in the leaves still, I never gotta hunt
Scoring me a refill soon as this shit done
Started getting a little more at once
I could cop a whole pound, it still ain′t enough
Fifth wood go ′round, I'm still taking puffs
Take it how you want to


Know this shit ain′t good for me, do it 'cause I want to
Higher than I ever been, got who I′ma talk to
Riding with these presidents, they asking what it cost you
Through a whole lot of struggle, I don't know a lot of peace
Niggas talking ′bout what it was be the ones who's dead or leased
Ain't easy, got it done, see the paper been increasing
Tell me who was walking my shoes when they was creasing
One thing to get it, it′s another thing to keep it
He the man but he ain′t being a master, what he teaching?
You ain't gotta talk much, just practice what you preaching

Gotta practice what I preach ′cause
I ain't seen nothing real in a minute
Seen nothing real in a minute
You could live for some years and get killed in a minute
Seen nothing real in a minute
Seen nothing real in a minute

I swear it′s been so long
Still ain't feel better feeling
Been talking to this microphone, smoking on strong
Ashes on this notebook, I ain′t wrote a thing
Married to the hustle, some shit don't change
Lately, we ain't spoke much, shit ain′t been the same

Rolling, I roll out
Rolling, I roll out
Rolling ′til they sold out
I ain't seen nothing but the stars
I just need something for the scars
Tell the plug I need something ′til tomorrow