Real Person - Caleborate

Kicked off my shoes

And ran a mile through my mind

A Couple laps around the track of thought I lose all the time

My sight is doing fine

Cause All isee is dollar signs

And famous people

So I know pretty soon the whole world will be

Mine

I’m caught in demonstrations

Where women be contemplating dating me

And the relization that somebody is always hating

That really gets me thinking

So out this bottle I’ll start drinking

Til I can’t feel nothing else

But the drums of this song beating

My heart beat

Beating just a lil irregular

Because my other half is missing

I need to be next to her

So I’m tryna fill it

Feeling up all these women

Trying not to catch feelings

Think of her while I am drilling

That’s the crazy thing about this world that we live in

You can have it all

And still want something different

I’m learning everyday

Focus more on giving

This for everybody that don’t get

HOOK

Winter spring summer time

IM A REAL PERSON

Rainfall thunder shine

IM A REAL PERSON

My name dawg you can find under

Real Person

Feel like I took the pill from limitless

Cuz I been on some different shit

Difference is between me and you

I’m sick

You just in bed

Coulda made loot the Caine

Root

But chose school instead

Went ahead

And got them student loans

Now I gotta choose again

Always remember you could lose ya life in this shit

Its all one big

Game

And Ima strike in this bitch

I mean if going down at all then I’m going down fighting

Got this alcohol in me

So you know I’m not frightened

I’m just coping

Tryna lighten

All the pressure on me

I mean somedays

I feel like Akon cause I’m mr lonely

RIP to Darien

I can’t forget you homie

Got so caught up with all this music

I ain’t check in on you

I often front bout how I’m feeling

When I’m with my homies

Cuz you was there before the songs

Back when my hair was long and

I know you think you prolly never left impression

On me

But

Little bro was in awe that u was so 6'4

And every time I’d pass the ball to it was assist oh fasho

We used to run the halls in the 6th grade

Now sometimes you make me ball in a different way

I feel ashamed I never called

But sent you them links

Now I realized this shit is not at all what you would think

Now I miss

Them summers

In them aau leagues

Flying eagles gold

Was the name of the team

That we played on

Damn how n the fuck could they spray on

A lanky ass lightskin dude thin as a crayon

Smile like ya moms

She lit up when you play on

You taught me how to fight tall niggas

Back at fame yard

Member back when we was kids

Now a days these niggas ain’t hard

You never get to choose the hand you dealt

That’s why I hate cards

I wish that I could call you dawg I hate this…

HOOK

Winter spring summer time

IM A REAL PERSON!

Rain fall thunder shine

IM A REAL PERSON!

My name dawg you find under

Real Person

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