Lyrics
I think I been going too pop
Feel the changes like I’m 2pac
All eyes on me like I’m 2pac
Dear mama like I’m 2pac
What you wanted me to do ock
Chris just got him 22 ock
That just put me out my right mind
Someone need to send a life line
Who do you call when you hit the ground
I’m my realest when they let me down
I’m my realest when they let me
I’m my realest when they not around
Who do I call when they let me down
I’m my realest when they not around
I’m my realest when they not a
I’m my realest when they not around
Let me down quick
Cut me off quick
Cut me off quick
Build me up quick
Shut me down quick
Cut me off quick
I been up all night we call that letterman flow
A couple people had to dead em and go
Still ain’t scratch the surface but I’m feeling like a veteran though
I shoot for the stars it feel like I’m settling though
Lord knows, Lord knows
I been on a tear again
I been trying carry in
All the things I’m carrying
Living vicarious
I’m kind of feeling furious
I’m kind of feeling uh
Like I’ma needa bury it
Who do you call when you hit the ground
I’m my realest when they let me down
I’m my realest when they let me
I’m my realest when they not around
Who do I call when they let me down
I’m my realest when they not around
I’m my realest when they not a
I’m my realest when they not around
Let me down quick
Cut me off quick
Cut me off quick
Build me up quick
Shut me down quick
Cut me off quick