(Chorus)

I'm real

(Verse 1: Sway Miller)

I tell them that you left me no choice

I’m all by my myself and I’m all in the void

These demons is what I’m tryin' to avoid

Ima stomp on them, they’re gettin' destroyed

Makin' these songs, the fans begging for more

We praise God when we walk in the store

If u wanna attack, then we going to war

But we already won, go check the score

Now I got the attention, so I can preach

Fly like a buttеrfly and sting like a bee

And I’m not talkin' Muhammad Ali

Tommy (Hermit) in the back with thе tamales

Ima say that right with my chest

They asking me who is the best

I look to the right, and look to the left

These kids asking me what it means to be blessed

And gettin' money and I feel like I’m Tupac

The haters coffin is my shoe box

Me and Tommy are like Huey and Riley, and this what we call the original Boondocks

All outside, and I’m walking the land

They know I’m the king by the way that I stand

I’m getting praised by every single glance

We're having a cookout with people in France

(Chorus)

I'm real