What's Really Real - Big Shug

In this rap game, you ain’t never been able

You’ve been slapped in the face and kicked under the table

And I don’t even know how that feels

I’m too quick to flex the steel upon you dead off your heels

You’s a millionaire, I’ll say that’s fair

Without that hip-hop yeah, you’s a motherfucking square

You pay niggas just to calm your fears

But step aside when you see real niggas here

And your man is a comedian

Think I remember him upstate, his name was Zan

He was intrigued by the drugs and the steel

But had no idea on what’s really real

What’s really real?

What’s really real?

You don’t know

You don’t know

Look at your bank account, now sit your ass down

Look in your child’s eyes, now sit your ass down

Look at your record deal, now sit your ass down

Cause you’re really starting to look like a motherfucking clown

Want us to think that your big killa killa

But you rich now, plus you soft as a pillow

Leave that real shit for the niggas in the street

Cause you just raw meat, and we just ready to eat

I’ll slap you with this barrel to see how you feel

Cause you have no idea on what’s really real

What’s really real?

I harras cats get baby niggas cradle capped

Suckas get back slapped, this is the real rap

You’s a pathetic cat, tryna wear your man’s cap

You ain’t never seen or heard the sounds of a gun clap

You’s a coward with a pen, hide behind your song

You’s a bitch with baggy jeans, hide behind your thong

You’s gay without the Marvin, let’s get it on

Pull back to squeeze, nigga you’re gone

And I hope your man still hold you down like Alchemist

But I know he won’t, cause you straight up bitch

Preem is real, Shug is real, the music’s real

Look at your man, now tell me, that nigga’s real?

Yeah what’s really real?

Big Shug

I’m out baby