I like my dreams cold I keep my bro like I'm fat and out of control I keep some gold on my neck and my wrist rockin designer not on my bottom I got me a rider shoot right off the hip like a westerner flicks many of them days when I would cop a bit now I rap with a house in the woods yeah I got no cats I got your bitch in a trap your bitch on my lap yeah you is a sap don't play with me I make you take a nap I got that new year you know I make a cloud I'm making money they pay me for the rap put the feature on your head and I got y'all ready to collect the bridge shootin that bitch at your head cut on my TV make sure that you dead come get the money you know my business discuss it with real niggas don't talk to niggas I know these niggas be snitchin start a round into that stick pop in that bitch neck squeeze in that bitch till it click This is real life not the internet This is real life not the internet I really live what I rap I'm really living like that I really put out them racks This is real life on the track Always see me on the move They wanna be on my groove This is real life not the internet This is real life not the internet They do not live what they rap She don't be looking like that Don't really got stacks Lying in all of they tracks Fake money and gaps We had enough of the wack Okay and your bitch say she wanna live with my clique No baby girl they right here to catch Say you wanna run with her we wanna train I just do my thing Acting like I don't say a thing Try not to judge what I see on the internet I cannot put a trap Can't trust they looks or they numbers or even they story They team behind that I got no stylist or writers they buy in the bounce Cause they know I got next So I make my next move the best one I possibly can make And it ends in a flex This is real life not the internet This is real life not the internet I really live what I rap I really put up them racks Only spit facts on the track Always see me on the move They wanna be on my groove This is real life not the internet This is real life not the internet They do not live what they rap She don't be looking like that Don't really got stacks Lying in all of they tracks Fake money and gaps We had enough of the wack