Real Life(feat. Ed Sheeran) (G.Goldberg Remix) - Alonestar/G.Goldberg/Ed Sheeran

Cause this is a real life and it'll only get harder

Long nights and the days get darker

Death it's like a runaway train

So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again

In this real life it will only get harder

Long nights and the days get darker

Death it's like a runaway train

So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again

Yeah

While we're caught up in this life

With some better ways and better days

Gonna pick myself up

My cuzzy "Ed" is on his way

I should be slippin past these with my T's

My friends who in the bay

You were saying

With chicks side-stepping the foreplay

The days a struggle

Her juggled life is in a muddle shallow as a puddle

Slip and fall the water won't hit the throttle

I dream myself a personality all of reality

Dealing with me is in this fickle with this true fallacy fantasy

Like a galaxy no gravity

Where's his majesty from Galilei and Hera blasphemy

Drastically could be the last of me

I'm so angry inside I'm in agony

Silently rapidly sapping from me

Why can't I see the face

And I can see you in this rap race

Still chasing the dream state

Get to buy may use it for myself

Yeah put it on the shelf

Cause this is a real life and it'll only get harder

Long nights and the days get darker

Death it's like a runaway train

So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again

In this real life it will only get harder

Long nights and the days get darker

Death it's like a runaway train

So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again

It's only me that is liable for my life

I eyeball the bible

I fight with life like a werewolf with cyborg

Money war

This is real life I can't describe

Take it from downing on those scripts and scribes

Hammered ourselves to life

Who knows where the wind blows

But what I do know is that life is hard and there you go

They say life is a ***** and then you marry one

From London to Westcoast

Let's leave it smoking after the sun shouts to Cali

Your homey bangs your sesh

Shout to all my twenty click

Raise your flag get the fan no less

Get down to business step out the hater frame

Y'all going large while I begin the vapor gangs

I still was stating there's a struggle in this music hustle

Too much chasing bust a lead

The big dogs before the muscle

Like "Russel Simmons"

What's he doing with his millions

Flying high like helium setting up idioms

Cause this is a real life and it'll only get harder

Long nights and the days get darker

Death it's like a runaway train

So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again

In this real life it will only get harder

Long nights and the days get darker

Death it's like a runaway train

So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again