Trooh Hippi - Real lyrics

[Hook 1] I found that love is a choice And finding hope from your biggest fears Is a great way to shed to a tear Overcome your weaknesses Yea okay, let's see [Verse 1] I don't steal bars, i just spit facts I heard this beat, mans rate that I don't talk sh**, i ain't bout that I rep tartan scarves, and skip hats Now my life, whats good with that Love n d**, thats a bad start Every damn day, ain't worth that Getting paid big, dem fat stacks Hallucinating, so fascinating Seeing the world and contemplating I questioned others, i couldn't tell Their all so fake, thought i knew them well Now onto the god, damn other sh** I got a wife, i don't need no b**h No more brothers, they're all too snitch For me to complete my bucket list Looking out the window, reminiscin' Seeking for the part of me that's missin' People from my school they be sneak dissin' They just mad, ain't got a pot to piss in Through writing songs i expressed myself Cus' after a while Emily was no help I tried so hard to not be on this wave, so i changed my views & changed my ways Now i live and learn then appreciate, every thing from this day forward Don't come correct, just come to listen This is my world and its how am feelin' I f**ed up, it was not intended, the crack in your heart that I implemented Came to my senses, difference is I'm willing to pay the consequences [Hook 2] I just wanna put it out there Never give up on your dreams There's so much more to life Be happy Be yourself Keep it real [Verse 2] Now i bounce back, go and cop that Double OG loud pack in the napsack Now I trap dat, and flip it right side up Pouring the purp to the rim of the cup Now look at me, who ive become The old me was interesting & much more fun Shoutout to the realest homies my GF, sister, dad and mum Palm trees, gars and cuban rum Glasgow's what made me, the 6 is what raised me Always stayed lowkey, but they all wannabee me In the GTA pull up in the banshee, won't pick up if it says caller id f** the enemies, goodluck Get f**ed, find me in an anemone Ain't got a strap, but i gotta few tats Spark up the blunt cus' we havin' a blast Getting so faded and thinkin' of the past I'm glad i'm here now and not where i was at Running wingback and i come and attack Everyone slept and they woke when i said Being all the way up is a feeling that's blessed Come walk this way and i'll show you the rest The weight on your shoulders is just one big ol' test I needed some fixin', the old me was missin' Now I've gotta plan to be the best Its gonna be a challenge but i'm up for the test Its now or never Will you join my quest? Im out