RRR (Real Recognize Real) (Explicit)
August Alsina"RRR (Real Recognize Real) (Explicit)" is a song by August Alsina, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:36 long and contains 49 lines and 477 words.
Lyrics
0:00Composer: Carlos Cahee
0:12Rollin' through the city with the top down
0:16Burner on my hip so they don't draw it down on me
0:19Haters talkin' shit, fuck what they talkin' 'bout
0:22On the road to being great, I heard it get real lonely
0:25Used to grind for a dinner, I'm a slave to it
0:28I can't let 'em take away what I done gave to it
0:31I done came from being broke, look what I made from it
0:34I ain't givin' up 'cause I know better days comin'
0:37Heard that people fake their way up to the top (That ain't me)
0:40Got a little, but they say they got a lot (That ain't me)
0:43Every day, they fish tailin' off the lot (That ain't me)
0:46Braggin' 'bout a bag that they ain't even got (That ain't me)
0:49Where I'm from, I know some niggas that'll kill for it
0:52See the life you claim to livin', they'll steal for it
0:55All that flexin' 'bout a check, don't make me feel nothin'
0:58Fuck a set, I'm representin' for the real ones
1:01One time for the real nigga
1:04Two times for the dealers and the go-getters
1:07Two strikes, but you out there on the block
1:10Gettin' money is the only job you got
1:13You know real recognize real and that's real
1:17You know real recognize real and that's real
1:20You know real recognize real and that's real
1:23You know real recognize real and that's real
1:26I ain't always had a mansion in the Hills, nigga
1:29You should never have to question, I'm a real nigga
1:32I ain't never goin' back to life before, nigga
1:35Dead broke, I was sleepin' on the floor, nigga
1:38I used to grind for a meal, but now I'm fed, nigga
1:41I used to beg for a spot to lay my head, nigga
1:44I used to dream that my gift would get me out
1:47Pray to God, askin' what this all about
1:49Heard that people fake their way up to the top (That ain't me)
1:53Got a little, but they say they got a lot (That ain't me)
1:56Every day, they fish tailin' off the lot (That ain't me)
1:58Braggin' 'bout a bag that they ain't even got (That ain't me)
2:01Where I'm from, I know some niggas that'll kill for it
2:05See the life you claim to livin', they'll steal for it
2:08All that flexin' 'bout a check, don't make me feel nothin'
2:11Fuck a set, I'm representin' for the real ones
2:14One time for the real nigga
2:17Two times for the dealers and the go-getters
2:20Two strikes, but you out there on the block
2:23Gettin' money is the only job you got
2:26You know real recognize real and that's real
2:30You know real recognize real and that's real
2:33You know real recognize real and that's real
2:36You know real recognize real and that's real
Composer: Carlos Cahee Rollin' through the city with the top down Burner on my hip so they don't draw it down on me Haters talkin' shit, fuck what they talkin' 'bout On the road to being great, I heard it get real lonely Used to grind for a dinner, I'm a slave to it I can't let 'em take away what I done gave to it I done came from being broke, look what I made from it I ain't givin' up 'cause I know better days comin' Heard that people fake their way up to the top (That ain't me) Got a little, but they say they got a lot (That ain't me) Every day, they fish tailin' off the lot (That ain't me) Braggin' 'bout a bag that they ain't even got (That ain't me) Where I'm from, I know some niggas that'll kill for it See the life you claim to livin', they'll steal for it All that flexin' 'bout a check, don't make me feel nothin' Fuck a set, I'm representin' for the real ones One time for the real nigga Two times for the dealers and the go-getters Two strikes, but you out there on the block Gettin' money is the only job you got You know real recognize real and that's real You know real recognize real and that's real You know real recognize real and that's real You know real recognize real and that's real I ain't always had a mansion in the Hills, nigga You should never have to question, I'm a real nigga I ain't never goin' back to life before, nigga Dead broke, I was sleepin' on the floor, nigga I used to grind for a meal, but now I'm fed, nigga I used to beg for a spot to lay my head, nigga I used to dream that my gift would get me out Pray to God, askin' what this all about Heard that people fake their way up to the top (That ain't me) Got a little, but they say they got a lot (That ain't me) Every day, they fish tailin' off the lot (That ain't me) Braggin' 'bout a bag that they ain't even got (That ain't me) Where I'm from, I know some niggas that'll kill for it See the life you claim to livin', they'll steal for it All that flexin' 'bout a check, don't make me feel nothin' Fuck a set, I'm representin' for the real ones One time for the real nigga Two times for the dealers and the go-getters Two strikes, but you out there on the block Gettin' money is the only job you got You know real recognize real and that's real You know real recognize real and that's real You know real recognize real and that's real You know real recognize real and that's real
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