PolarAB - Getting Real Lyrics

(Ya, ya, ya, ya)
(This shit been getting real)
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
This shit getting real (Ya)
Life been getting super real (Why?)
Ya, super real, super real (Why?)
The truth hurts, but on the real, it helps me see through the darkness, darkness
I'm becoming more heartless (Ya)
They just wanna get on my nerves (Nerve)
I'm not with the bad energy
Yeah, remember days she used to swerve (Swerve)
Nowadays, I don't care if she feeling me (Feeling me)
Rackie really been healing me
Tryna keep my mind straight
I told you, I'ma be straight (Be straight)
I'm just tryna see the views like Drake (Ya)
Tryna get away, get away from the heartbreak (Ya, ya, ya)
Acting out of line
Telling myself don't break
Don't break, don't break (Break, ay)
I don't wanna break, but if I do, tell my Mom I'm not insane
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, ya, ya)
Lately life been testing me (Oh, oh)
Lately life been killing me (Oh, oh)
Nigga this shit ain't free
Got to go out, and get it
Only way you gon' be free
This shit getting real (Ya)
Life been getting super real (Why?)
Ya, super real, super real (Why?)
The truth hurts, but on the real, it helps me see through the darkness, darkness
I'm becoming more heartless (Ya)
Look around, do you see the satisfaction on their faces? (On their faces)
Look around, you better bite down with no braces
When I get rich
I buy my Mom a car, and we racing (Skirt, skirt, skirt)
Rackie', what I been chasing (Ay')
Backwood, bitch, I been blazing (Ay')
Life been getting real
I think it's trying to tell me something (Real, real, real)
But it's not good with communication
Girl you don't understand, we got to go back to the basics (To the basics)
I'm just high up, chilling in a Space Station (Whoa)
I done done it, I done done it
Turned this to a lifestyle (Hoo, Hoo)
Yes, nigga, I does it
Blue Benjamin's, I swear on me, I run it, run it (Run it, run it)
So I stole her heart, ripped it out, bitch, I'm Jack The Ripper (Whoa)
Curious and innocent, bitch, I'm Dipper (Ay')
We be in the crib, picked her up, and then I flip her (Ay')
Number 3 on my jersey, CP3, with the Clippers
Always dirty dancing, she's a stripper (Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)
This shit getting real (Ya)
Life been getting super real (Why?)
Ya, super real, super real (Why?)
The truth hurts, but on the real, it helps me see through the darkness, darkness
I'm becoming more heartless (Ya)