Real (feat. Anna Wise)

I do what I wanna do

I say what I wanna say

When I feel, and I

Look in the mirror and know I'm there

With my hands in the air

I'm proud to say yea

I'm real, I'm real, I'm really really real

I promise that I know you very well

Your eyes never lie even if they tell

Sweet lullabies that come with a smell

Of a dozen roses flippin' down the green hill

You living in a world that come with plan B

Cause plan A never relay a guarantee

And plan C never could say just what it was

And your plans only can pan around love

You love him, you love them, you love her

You love so much, you love when love hurts

You love red-bottom and gold they say queen

You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean

You love french tip and trip that pay for

You love bank slip that tell you we paid more

You love a good hand whenever the card dealt

But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself

I promise that I know you very well

Your eyes never lie even if they fell

Out the sky and your optics turn stale

Where they mold that's green

I can see you fit the bill

Of living in a world that come with Plan B

Cause Plan A only can make another mistake

And you can't see success coming from plan C

When it all breaks you, you still say you're lovely

And love them and love when you love her

You love so much, you love when love hurts

You love fast cars and dead presidents old

You love fast women

You love keepin' control

Of everything you love, you love beef

You love streets, you love runnin', duckin' police

You love your hood, might even love it to death

But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?

The reason why I know you very well

Cause we have the same eyes can't you tell

The days I tried to cover up and conceal

My pride, it only made it harder for me to deal

When living in a world that come with plan B

A scapegoat cause plan A don't come free

And plan C just an excuse like because

Or the word but, but what if I got love?

I love them, I love when I love her

I love so much, I love when love hurts

I love first verse cause you're the girl I attract

I love second verse cause your the homie that packed

Burner like a stove top, that love cooking from scratch

I love what the both of you have to offer

In fact, I love it so much

I don't love anything else

But what love got to do with it when I don't love myself

To the point I should hate everything I do love

Should I hate living my life inside the club

Should I hate her for watching me for that reason

Should I hate him for telling me that I'm season

Should I hate them for telling me ball out

Should I hate street credibility I'm talkin' about

Hatin' all money, power, respect in my will

Or hatin' the fact that none of that shit make me real

Kenny I ain't trippin' off that Dominos anymore

Just calling, sorry to hear what happen to your homeboy

But don't learn the hard way like I did homie

Any nigga can kill a man, that don't make you a real nigga

Real is responsibility, real is taking care of your motherfucking family

Real is God, nigga

Alright that's all I wanted to tell you

Just make sure you call us back when you get this message

Here go your mom

Boy you better have my car

On full all this time you done had my damn car

But look I ain't trippin

Look, the neighbors say they seen you

And your little friends over there by the food for less

And they was preaching to you over there telling you

About the good book because right about now that's what ya'll need

Oh, and Top Dawg called the house too

I guess they want you and Dave to come to the studio

But look, you take this music business serious

And put out something me and your dad can step to

Shit, you know we from Chicago you know that's what we do

Sing my song, it's all for you

If I don't hear from you, by tomorrow

I hope you come back, and learn from your mistakes

Come back a man, tell your story to these black and brown kids in Compton

Let 'em know you was just like them

But you still rose from that dark place of violence

Becoming a positive person

But when you do make it, give back

With your words of encouragement

And that's the best way to give back

To your city

And I love you Kendrick

If I don't hear you knocking

On the door you know where I usually leave the key

Alright? Talk to you later, bye