In Real Life (Explicit) - Beau Young Prince/Young Nudy

Lyrics by：Beau Young/Jaimy Lageweg/Quantavious Thomas

Composed by：Beau Young/Jaimy Lageweg/Quantavious Thomas

I like my drinks cold

I keep my w**d rolled

Like her a*s fat and out of control

I keep some gold on my neck and my wrist

Rockin' designer they not on my s**t

Got me a rider shoot right off the hip

Baow like a westerner flick

Remember them days when

I would cop a Vick

Now I ride with an ounce in the whip yeah

I got them gats

I got your b***h in the trap

Your b***h on my lap yeah

You is a sap n***a don't play with me n***a

I make you take a nap

I got that 'nolia you know

I make it clap 'nolia

I'm makin' money they pay me for the rap

Put your feature on your head n***a ooh

And I got young n***as ready collect the bread get it

Shootin' that b***h at your head

Cut on my TV make sure that you dead yeah

Come get the money you knowin' my business

Discuss it with real n***as don't talk to b***hes

I know these n***as be snitchin'

Thirty round it's an extended

Poppin' that b***h and it empty

Squeezin' that b***h 'til it click woah

This is real life not the internet internet

This is real life not the internet ooh

I really live what I rap rap

I'm really livin' like that that

I really pulled out them racks d**n

Only spent that from the trap ooh

Always see me on the move move

They wanna be on my crew crew

This is real life not the internet nah

This is real life not the internet b***h

They do not live what they rap nah

She don't be lookin' like that ooh

N***as don't really got straps ooh

Lyin' in all of they tracks ooh

Fake money b***hes and gats Godd**n

We had enough of the wack yeah yeah

Okay and your b***h say she wan'

Leave with my clique yeah

No baby girl this right here is the gang

Say you wan' run with her we run a train

No no missed stain yeah no no missed stain

I just do my thing yeah

B***hes actin' lame yeah b***hes actin' lame

I don't say a thing

I don't say a thing

Try not to judge what

I see on the internet

I cannot fall for the trap trap

Can't trust they looks or they numbers

Or even they story

They team behind that

I got no stylist or writers they bitin'

The bounce 'cause they know I got next

So I make my next one the best one

I possibly can make it

It isn't a flex

This is real life not the internet internet

This is real life not the internet ooh

I really live what I rap rap

I'm really livin' like that that

I really pulled out them racks d**n

Only spent that from the trap ooh

Always see me on the move move

They wanna be on my crew crew

This is real life not the internet nah

This is real life not the internet b***h

They do not live what they rap nah

She don't be lookin' like that ooh

N***as don't really got straps ooh

Lyin' in all of they tracks ooh

Fake money b***hes and gats Godd**n

We had enough of the wack yeah

Yeah yeah b***h