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Real, Pt. 1 Video (MV)




Performed By: Elisha
Length: 4:02
Written by: Elisha Bullard, Jude Barclay




Elisha - Real, Pt. 1 Lyrics




I'ma keep it real
Yeah, I'm keeping it a trill
Shout out to my homies
Cause you know they know the deal

I'm keeping it real
I'm keeping it real

Woah
I'm in a race car and I'm ready to go
Funny thing is that I'm starting out slow
Give it a couple of months then who knows

Choo choo, chugging fast like the train that could
Feel like a star but I'm so far from Hollywood

They just her for the clout, I'm here for something bigger
Put a gun to my flesh and I'll pull the trigger
They say they selling out shows, go figure
They know I'm reppin' the Messiah, get a gold sticker, yuh

I'ma keep it real
Yeah, I'm keeping it a trill
Shout out to my homies
Cause you know they know the deal

I'm keeping it real
I'm keeping it real

I just said I'll keep it real, I've never been realer
Ten toes down, ready to approach the Healer
I can't take it, I'm not one of those flow stealers
I'm always ready to go, call me a "go-rilla"

Maybe one day I'll be real rich
But for right now I just gotta deal with

All that normal people stuff
Got a normal people job
But it really don't suit me
Cause I'm not normal at all

I'ma keep it real
Yeah, I'm keeping it a trill
Shout out to my homies
Cause you know they know the deal

I'm keeping it real
I'm keeping it real

I just said I want to be rich
But I'm not talking 'bout in this life
Man I'm talking 'bout the next

I ain't ever pulled a trick
One day I'll get me a wife
Ain't worked 'bout the checks

I just said I want to be rich
But I'm not talking 'bout in this life
Man I'm talking 'bout the next

I ain't ever pulled a trick
One day I'll get me a wife
Ain't worked 'bout the checks

And if I get some paper soon to come
Rat-a-tat-tat I make that trap-boy drum

I'ma give you something that you finna hum
Dum-dum-dum, bass go bum-bum-bum

Hydrate you like apple cider, could
Especially in colonial times, that's good

Man I'm burning up this track like a fire would
Drive the ball 498 like I'm Tiger Woods

I'ma keep it real
Yeah, I'm keeping it a trill
Shout out to my homies
Cause you know they know the deal

I'm keeping it real
I'm keeping it real
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I'ma keep it real
Yeah, I'm keeping it a trill
Shout out to my homies
Cause you know they know the deal

I'm keeping it real
I'm keeping it real

Woah
I'm in a race car and I'm ready to go
Funny thing is that I'm starting out slow
Give it a couple of months then who knows

Choo choo, chugging fast like the train that could
Feel like a star but I'm so far from Hollywood

They just her for the clout, I'm here for something bigger
Put a gun to my flesh and I'll pull the trigger
They say they selling out shows, go figure
They know I'm reppin' the Messiah, get a gold sticker, yuh

I'ma keep it real
Yeah, I'm keeping it a trill
Shout out to my homies
Cause you know they know the deal

I'm keeping it real
I'm keeping it real

I just said I'll keep it real, I've never been realer
Ten toes down, ready to approach the Healer
I can't take it, I'm not one of those flow stealers
I'm always ready to go, call me a "go-rilla"

Maybe one day I'll be real rich
But for right now I just gotta deal with

All that normal people stuff
Got a normal people job
But it really don't suit me
Cause I'm not normal at all

I'ma keep it real
Yeah, I'm keeping it a trill
Shout out to my homies
Cause you know they know the deal

I'm keeping it real
I'm keeping it real

I just said I want to be rich
But I'm not talking 'bout in this life
Man I'm talking 'bout the next

I ain't ever pulled a trick
One day I'll get me a wife
Ain't worked 'bout the checks

I just said I want to be rich
But I'm not talking 'bout in this life
Man I'm talking 'bout the next

I ain't ever pulled a trick
One day I'll get me a wife
Ain't worked 'bout the checks

And if I get some paper soon to come
Rat-a-tat-tat I make that trap-boy drum

I'ma give you something that you finna hum
Dum-dum-dum, bass go bum-bum-bum

Hydrate you like apple cider, could
Especially in colonial times, that's good

Man I'm burning up this track like a fire would
Drive the ball 498 like I'm Tiger Woods

I'ma keep it real
Yeah, I'm keeping it a trill
Shout out to my homies
Cause you know they know the deal

I'm keeping it real
I'm keeping it real
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Writer: Elisha Bullard, Jude Barclay
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