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Kazie - Real Recognize Real (feat. Domo Rhakim) Lyrics




And that's me on the beat by the way
We recognize what's real and what's fake, nigga
'Cause when you real with yourself
Everything seems clearer

Uh, what's the definition of real
The ones that talk about it or really up in the field
I can't relate to these rappers that sippin' and poppin' pills
Creatin' magic with this pen, I feel like David Copperfield

Your girl want a nigga to cop a feel, cause she knows where I'm headed
To the top and I'm still tryna climb up the mountain
Give my mama a house and count my money by the thousands
Real shit, I'm tryna count it up, real shit

Nigga, I got a chip on my shoulder
Feelin' like Randy Moss when he was in Minnesota
I ain't where I wanna be, I gotta get to this dough
So I can cruise in limousines while I'm tippin' the chauffeur

Sippin' mimosas, chillin' with a bad bitch established
Gettin' to this cash while you dealin' with a catfish
You niggas washed up and your career in the past tense
You left on the back end, labeled as a has-been

Back then, I was painting pinchin' for meals
Now we shootin' middle fingers to deals
F*ck a cosign, you can't relate cause you isn't as real
Niggas in the streets hungry, come equipped with a steel

And still, I keep my head up like Pac said
Constantly thankin' God that I'm not dead
It's niggas that be on their grind but still get filled with hot lead
And I've been meanin' to chill, Lord knows I got a hot head

Nigga, uh
Real recognize real
Who talkin' bout that action or who really in the field
Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill

Only time will reveal
(Show me the receipts, I swear to God, nigga)
Real recognize real
Who talkin' bout that action or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Look, and you niggas doin' the same shit
Still broke, screamin' out "Gang" with who you hang with

Wearin' each other's clothes, yeah that lame shit
On Twitter and the Gram, dick ridin' to get famous
I can't relate because I get it out the mud
Not many niggas make it where I'm from

See niggas with hella talent, wasted when they was young
Cause of drugs or a gun, tryna bang where they from
And that shit goofy regardless
I'm still here to beat the odds, though it seem like the hardest

My family's last name is known for multiple charges
Had the drive to be great, but the system had parked it
You verse me, it's like tryna guard Harden
Knowin' I'm gon' work you, you just prayin' God got him

I ain't tryna knock him, but this shit he drop
Garbage his style just ain't real and it's clear he a facade, man
Real recognize real
Who talkin' bout that action or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Real recognize real
Who talkin' bout that action or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Look, what's the definition of loyalty
Chains is cool the cop, but more important is lawyer fees

It's f*cked up, niggas be hot cause they ain't cold as me
Smokin' to Jodeci, hopin' nobody notice me
Calm and collective, but really I'm with the drama
Ain't a killer, but I have some tears drippin' from your mama

Havin' flashbacks to when my bank account ain't have a comma
Croppin' niggas out my pictures, was feelin' like I'm a farmer
Since Takashi took the stand, niggas back doin' they bids
Since Pusha dissed Drake, niggas takin' care of they kids

So miss me with the fake handshakes and the fake hugs
Fake love and all the fake drugs from your fake plugs
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
See, you ain't gotta lie today

And you ain't gotta die today
Gotta get up out the trap, gotta find a way, hey
Real recognize real, who talkin' bout that action
Or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Real recognize real, who talkin' bout that action
Or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Kazie
Domo

Breed Mafia
We gon' get to this money, keep the fakes out our way
Yeah, I like this one
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And that's me on the beat by the way
We recognize what's real and what's fake, nigga
'Cause when you real with yourself
Everything seems clearer

Uh, what's the definition of real
The ones that talk about it or really up in the field
I can't relate to these rappers that sippin' and poppin' pills
Creatin' magic with this pen, I feel like David Copperfield

Your girl want a nigga to cop a feel, cause she knows where I'm headed
To the top and I'm still tryna climb up the mountain
Give my mama a house and count my money by the thousands
Real shit, I'm tryna count it up, real shit

Nigga, I got a chip on my shoulder
Feelin' like Randy Moss when he was in Minnesota
I ain't where I wanna be, I gotta get to this dough
So I can cruise in limousines while I'm tippin' the chauffeur

Sippin' mimosas, chillin' with a bad bitch established
Gettin' to this cash while you dealin' with a catfish
You niggas washed up and your career in the past tense
You left on the back end, labeled as a has-been

Back then, I was painting pinchin' for meals
Now we shootin' middle fingers to deals
F*ck a cosign, you can't relate cause you isn't as real
Niggas in the streets hungry, come equipped with a steel

And still, I keep my head up like Pac said
Constantly thankin' God that I'm not dead
It's niggas that be on their grind but still get filled with hot lead
And I've been meanin' to chill, Lord knows I got a hot head

Nigga, uh
Real recognize real
Who talkin' bout that action or who really in the field
Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill

Only time will reveal
(Show me the receipts, I swear to God, nigga)
Real recognize real
Who talkin' bout that action or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Look, and you niggas doin' the same shit
Still broke, screamin' out "Gang" with who you hang with

Wearin' each other's clothes, yeah that lame shit
On Twitter and the Gram, dick ridin' to get famous
I can't relate because I get it out the mud
Not many niggas make it where I'm from

See niggas with hella talent, wasted when they was young
Cause of drugs or a gun, tryna bang where they from
And that shit goofy regardless
I'm still here to beat the odds, though it seem like the hardest

My family's last name is known for multiple charges
Had the drive to be great, but the system had parked it
You verse me, it's like tryna guard Harden
Knowin' I'm gon' work you, you just prayin' God got him

I ain't tryna knock him, but this shit he drop
Garbage his style just ain't real and it's clear he a facade, man
Real recognize real
Who talkin' bout that action or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Real recognize real
Who talkin' bout that action or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Look, what's the definition of loyalty
Chains is cool the cop, but more important is lawyer fees

It's f*cked up, niggas be hot cause they ain't cold as me
Smokin' to Jodeci, hopin' nobody notice me
Calm and collective, but really I'm with the drama
Ain't a killer, but I have some tears drippin' from your mama

Havin' flashbacks to when my bank account ain't have a comma
Croppin' niggas out my pictures, was feelin' like I'm a farmer
Since Takashi took the stand, niggas back doin' they bids
Since Pusha dissed Drake, niggas takin' care of they kids

So miss me with the fake handshakes and the fake hugs
Fake love and all the fake drugs from your fake plugs
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
See, you ain't gotta lie today

And you ain't gotta die today
Gotta get up out the trap, gotta find a way, hey
Real recognize real, who talkin' bout that action
Or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Real recognize real, who talkin' bout that action
Or who really in the field

Who's the ones that are broke or 'bout a dollar dollar bill
Only time will reveal
Kazie
Domo

Breed Mafia
We gon' get to this money, keep the fakes out our way
Yeah, I like this one
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Writer: Kaelen Mitchell, Dominique Miller
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