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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Flash
Sam Flash
Performer
Nérahy
Nérahy
Performer
True Face
True Face
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Flash
Sam Flash
Composer
Jerry Shaphan
Jerry Shaphan
Composer
Ronnie Ogallo
Ronnie Ogallo
Composer
Nkanya Emmanuel
Nkanya Emmanuel
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Flash
Sam Flash
Producer

Lyrics

Fffree I play it hard, I play it hard, I play it hard right What's the point of making songs that they don't like What's the point of having dreams that don't spike Thought of being an artist do I even sound right Shake the industry vivid memories In a concert where they don't speak But they all shout and they all sing We are the real ones yeah we are real ones Jumping 'till the roof falls 'till my feet hurts We are the reals ones yeah we are the reals ones Jumping 'till the roof falls 'till my feet hurts Shake the industry Vivid memories In a concert, where they don't speak But they all shout and they all sing We are the real ones yeah we are the (we are the) Been moving undetected I'm the real one They say they can't see me assume am fake, no am a real one So reluctant on the exposure still I won't say somn I don't need no pressure this been a leisure under the sun Get my belongings so quick and I run I am a high nigga I bring the fun I am a real nigga no am not done Squash any hater to show you they dumb Don't want no rookie mistake better run I get so dangerous niggas could burn Lotta the shit that they on, fraud Switch to the language am born from Omera, omera So slow when I come up expect I'll be better and better Yeah ho, Ima go getter Cover the wall and they hide their stains Lotta secrets way beneath They wanna fake it to please Read this as if it's a letter ignore who the sender I wanna be rich no big spender Snap like a bitch Aggressive not impressive doesn't sound right Don't want no press shit, and recordings yeah am camera shy Got some verses, put it down on a song and they don't like What's the point of being creative if they don't like it I play it hard, I play it hard, I play it hard right What's the point of making songs that they don't like What's the point of having dreams that don't spike Thought of being an artist do I even sound right Shake the industry vivid memories In a concert where they don't speak But they all shout and they all sing We are the real ones yeah we are real ones Jumping 'till the roof falls 'till my feet hurts We are the reals ones yeah we are the reals ones Jumping 'till the roof falls 'till my feet hurts Shake the industry Vivid memories In a concert, where they don't speak But they all shout (yeah) and they all sing (okay) We are the real ones yeah we are the (we are the) I got some homies they legit they some real ones We still grinding for this shit we the chosen ones Got some swag got some drip put it on a song Fuck these bitches they ain't shit And fuck the fake ones Switchin' up the flow All of my brothers we on go Three years and counting we still with the flow We on a row See, the thing about being real is staying tight Don't switch sides, don't kill vibes, tell no lies Let's rewind There was a time I had doubts about the grind Not gonna lie It made me feel less music inside I tell no lies Then I had support from my brothers nigga That's what matters Appreciate my niggas y'all the realest of niggas Let me tell you somn If you real stay true to yourself Cause when the time comes we gon' eat Stay true my nigga Said that we real We can't afford to loose and fall and so we dodge Got tricks up the sleeves In one accord we coming strong you can't afford To switch on our deal I've done some wrongs cannot recall its been a lot Forgive my sins (my sins) Shake the industry Vivid memories In a concert, where they don't speak But they all shout and they all sing We are the real ones
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