I'm Not Real

No no no no no

Passport filling it up with stamps
Set a camp up on my land
Swam the rivers of Japan
She keep on asking for a rack so I ran
Looking back
Like you can't see who I am
Think my bitch don't know me no more
Cause every time she's sad
I can't console her no more
If money buy you love
Then love's not enough
So tell my why you on your
Knees crying to the floor
If you had the chance
Would you take the time
You need to make it right
The clouds are gray but would you
Pay the price to paint them white
Might have a baby on the way
Cause I been going in raw
It feels better that real pleasure

I'm not real I think I never was
I get a rush every time she let me get a touch
I need to feel that (love)
I need to feel that (pain)
My garden hasn't been growing
So can you bring that (rain)
I keep my head up (high)
A little fed up (lies)
They always tell me where my mind is on this LP
I don't exist
Hieroglyphics
Pyrotechnics
Metaphysics
Telekinetics put 50k on my credit card
Looking for answers
I'm searching but I ain't getting far
Let's get it on
I'm real like Tenenbaums in Lebanon
Decepticons hit it 'til my head is gone
Point me to the road and I'ma run it
Bloodhound with my nose nose to the money
Ain't ficking with these hoes

Getting duckets 'til I die
While my foes fose busy running fick it
Marijuana smoke in my stomach
Toast it in public
Head in the clouds
My toes in the struggle
Like who didn't test yet Test this
Few new rules in effect
In effect bitch
See this a rather spooky action movie
Roll it up and pass it to me
Hashing booty absolutely
Smack a groupie acting bougie
See a creature ass beauty
Need a feature rather shoot me
Truly bitches must have them
Bad jeans in bag of Coogi
Had to do these rapper tunes
To let 'em know the trap is booming
Past the views of Catholic schoolers
Fact but you in fact assuming
Back to doing cash pursuing
Posted up like Patrick Ewing
Rapper fuser
Sad if you would battle for a stack or two
These eloquent
Irrelevant sentences show my penmanship

Indefinite boundaries
Show you the end of it
Don't forget you infested in nasty crevices
Allowing birds to fall
To their death before they even fly
He and I are not the same
Doctor doctor
Please prescribe me something for the pain
Money in machines
Those will make you change
If I go tomorrow
I just hope it ain't in vain
But I can't complain
Point me to the road
And I'm a run it
Bloodhound with my nose nose to the money
Ain't ficking with these hoes
Getting duckets Getting duckets 'til I die
While my foes fose busy running f**k it
Marijuana smoke in my stomach
Toast it in public

Head in the clouds my toes in the struggle
Like who didn't test yet Test this
Few new rules in effect bitch
In effect bitch go