RAY G, Xay Hill – Real Ones

RAY G, Xay Hill – Real Ones Lyrics

Artist: RAY G, Xay Hill
Song: Real Ones

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
He likes it! He likes it!

Woah
It ain’t been the same since the same people start that on me [Oh man
I cannot hang with the people I don’t want around me [Oh-oh, oh
Real one, that what I gotta be [That what I gotta be

Real one, that what I gotta be, oh man
They want me low, I cannot stay, yeah [Cannot stay
I chase the crown like I’m a king, yeah [Uh huh
Real one, that what I gotta be, ayy

Real one, that what I gotta be, oh man
The devil try makin’ me think that he Adonai [Adonai
Baby a demon, she lived on my valentine [Valentine
She put a sword in my back like a samurai [Samurai

She don’t need dollar but shawty just bounce, alright
Everywhere that I go I got so many snakes
Tryna get in my brain like Medusa [Medusa
The way that y’all flaunt it you ain’t even got it

Y’all kinda cheesy like gouda [Gouda
Surrender my life to the King
‘Cause you know that I can’t measure up, ain’t no ruler
If you ain’t a real one, I’m washin’ my hands of you

I get to scrubbin’ on luffas
My album was droppin’, your boy wasn’t poppin’
I swear you ain’t give me no mentions
I’m on my way up, you gon’ try to befriend me

I see your intentions
Love all my enemies, pray for my haters
That’s how my God teachin’ me lessons
Only ride for my brothers who gon’ be there for me

Whenever I feel like I’m less than
It ain’t been the same since the same people start that on me [Oh man
I cannot hang with the people I don’t want around me [Oh-oh, oh
Real one, that what I gotta be [That what I gotta be

Real one, that what I gotta be, oh man
They want me low, I cannot stay, yeah [Cannot stay, I cannot stay
I chase the crown like I’m a king, yeah [Uh huh
Real one, that what I gotta be, ayy [That’s what I gotta be

Real one, that what I gotta be, oh man
Ayy
They come and they go, playin’ the role
Only the fake unfold [Uh huh

Heart’s cold, temp low
Crank the heat, turn up the stove [Yeah
Vamanos, in the zone
Got no time to put on hold

Small in trolls, got symptoms, though
Contaminate you like the common cold [Uh
Put that work in, it’s my season [Yeah
Was bland, not well-seasoned [Okay

Xay said “What you needin’?”
Real bread, now we eatin’ [Uh huh
Jump in the whip, roll that hoop tee [Hoop tee
No frontin’ like we boujee

Know what it’s like on bread crumbs [Bread crumbs
Nothin’ but love for my real ones [Real ones
I cannot hang around
These Pharisees tryna pull me down [Pull me down

Keep my day ones close
Count ’em up like a bank account [Yeah
Ain’t no tellin’ if you’re next [Next
Can’t turn back time with a Rolex [Rolex

Flesh and blood that you thought was love
Out here tryna get that flex [Ooh]
It ain’t been the same since the same people start that on me [Oh man
I cannot hang with the people I don’t want around me [Oh-oh, oh

Real one, that what I gotta be [That what I gotta be
Real one, that what I gotta be, oh man
They want me low, I cannot stay, yeah [Cannot stay
I chase the crown like I’m a king, yeah [Uh huh

Real one, that what I gotta be, ayy
Real one, that what I gotta be, oh man
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From the album:
Real Ones
Release Year: 2021