Lyrics Real Me (ghetto ballad) - Frankk Finesse

Thinking to myself I can't go broke again
Got a lotta hurt inside I just been holding in
There's so much on my mind these walls keep closing in
Huh
I see the signs I told myself that I can't fold again
Can't let this shit go bad gotta let it show again
I'm doin me, got in my bag, jump on that road again
And I know shit don't last but I got control again
Aint hard to see I'm gettin cash that money rollin in
Yea
Aint hard to see I'm gettin cash that money rollin in
Wish I was here wit all my dawgs I can't see bro again
But you only get one chance at life you can not go again
You only get one chance at life you cannot go again

Remember swiping up the spot gettin numbers off the box
Remember being on the block middle finger to the cops
Everybody got a Glock we aint worried bout the opps
Still do this shit for rock ima meet you at the top
I know niggas tryna plot everybody wanna watch
I know niggas that be mad cuz they wanted me to rot
How you mad I what I got
You aint put none in the pot
20k up on his top
He might end up on fox

I wanna stay but I should leave cuz I know they got try to kill me
For what its worth I put in work but I know they aint tryna feel me
They drag my name thru all that dirt but in the end I know I'm still me
Whether I'm here or on a shirt just know I'm giving you the real me

Real me