Shaymon - Real Life (feat. Damilola) Lyrics

Sez on the beat boy
Gone get it, gone get it
She gone get, gone get it
PDub cooking
Real life, realize
Get it how you live, baby don't hide
Ain't no shame, in ya game
Go head baby girl do ya thang
Real life (Real life)
Realize (Realize)
Get it how you live, baby don't hide (Is you bout it)
Ain't no shame (Ain't no shame)
In ya game (In ya game)
Go head baby girl do ya thang
She got two jobs (Two jobs)
And she hustle on the side (On the side, on the side, on the side)
Don't nobody know but she ain't asked for shit in her life
Get it on her cause she don't really wanna hurt her pride
No she don't
She gone tell it like it is and she gone always keep it g
She all about her bag and she ain't down to work for free (Free)
No she ain't, no she ain't, no she ain't
She bout her bank, bout her bank, bout her bank
Her light bill due (Due)
Her rent bill due (Due)
She gotta feed her kid, she ain't worried bout you (You, you)
She ain't worried bout you (You, you)
She got it out the mud cause nobody showed her love
Now she dance for dollars at the new strip club (At the club, at the club)
At the new strip club (At the club)
Real life, realize
Get it how you live, baby don't hide (Don't you hide)
Ain't no shame (Ain't no shame)
In ya game (In ya game)
Go head baby girl do ya thang
Real life
Realize
Get it how you live, baby don't hide
Ain't no shame (Ain't no shame)
In ya game (In ya game)
Go head baby girl do ya thang (Go head baby girl do ya thang)
Oh, oh, oh
My vibe is worldwide, d-town my home base
Fresh off my new tape now back to my old ways
My yellow girl got attitude (Oh, oh)
She ice cold like Oshea
Rap game is easy, got beats like I know Dre
Yeah
I'm first to see, working on my third degree
Went to school for surgery now all I cut is currency
Dzy money poetry (Oh, oh)
Rolling through my city and my top is up like bourbon street
Gave my dog this verse for free (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm not too religious but I won't stop til they worship me
Single working doubles and I'm coming from that Triple D (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Met my ex in history and now that bitch is history
30 gold chains on, I feel like I'm Mr. T
Girls tripping like Tiffy Haddish, got me heated like I'm in Nevada
When it come to women Ima need the baddest
If they beefing with me Ima eat a salad
When I'm spending money I don't check the balance
Snowbunnies with the Easter basket
Next year Ima be on Fallon
Shaymon and the king of Dallas
I'm on
Real life, realize
Get it how you live, baby don't hide (Is you bout it)
Ain't no shame
In ya game
Go head baby girl do ya thang (Gone get it)
Real life
Realize
Get it how you live, baby don't hide (Is you bout it)
Ain't no shame
In ya game
Go head baby girl do ya thang (Go head baby girl do ya thang)
(Oh, oh, oh)
So realize
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, oh, oh)
It's real
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, oh, oh)
It's real life
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, oh, oh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)