TheYungGod - Real [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Yeah!
Been getting doubted
That since the beginning
Been getting doubted
But look bitch I'm winning
Don't worry about 'em
There's no competition
They get no attention
Like they ol' Meg Griffin
Know I'm the best
I don't need no convincing
They feelin' blue like them boys out here cripin'
I ain't go no time for trippin' or slippin'
Just keepin' it real
Man, no switchin' or flippin'
Lean with it, two cups
Man I always come through to clutch (yeah)
I know I used to care too much
Tell them dudes now, couldn't give two fucks
No one can guard 'em (no one at all!)
Put up the shot on James Harden (ball!)
They coping what I done started
Give me the money dawg you keep the start up
Too High To Care, bitch I'm too high forever
They fuck with me heavy, you light as a feather
I'm way at the top and shit just like a header
Old friends switching on me like Idaho weather
Bitch I'm making them hits (I make 'em, I make 'em)
They way too focused on lyrical shit
That typical hypocritical shit
That "To be The God; need a miracle" shit
Yung motherfucking God, boy

[Verse 2]
All I ever do is keep it real
If you don't like that
Fuck how you feel
Yeah
They act like we cool
They act like we friends
But they just acting like Febe from Friends
Once they get cut, never see me again
These hoes blow with me like money I spend
She popped a pill dawg
Now she getting trippy
Fuck a bitch silly
Fuck if they don't feel me
100 times 10 thou', bitch I'm a milli
I'm getting busy, the best in the city
They chose the wrong one fuckin' with me
Cut 'em off in a second, it's nothin' to me
Old friends dead to me, like R.I.P
And dead presidents, man that's all I see
Nobody ever gunna blur my vision
All that I was taught was how to get it
Watch out for the Feds I'm never slippin'
To everyone I know, I went missing
Yeah, separate myself from society
Ain't none of these boys ever try me
Getting money always caught my anxiety
Stay with hella hoes, got variety
Don't let them break my focus
Loaded off three doses
How I blame my emotions
Stay real, I'm a mill, you know this

[Outro]
Stay real wit' it
Way real wit' it
Ever got a problem, imma deal wit' it
Any ex hoe let me still hit it
Never ever fake, imma mill wit' it
Yeah, imma mill wit' it
Imma milli
Everybody feel me
Imma mo'fuckin' milli
Stay real wit' it
Way real wit' it
Ever got a problem, imma deal wit' it
Any ex hoe let me still hit it
Never ever fake, imma mill wit' it
Yeah, imma mill wit' it
Imma milli
Everybody feel me
Imma mo'fuckin' milli
Yeah!