For Real
2. Derek 1993AGOSTO Lyrics


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Turn this shit up

This shit freestyle homie
Pulled up out the top Lil homie
Pakis always talk baloney
Their Glock they fail to show me
Fail to show me, Their Glock they fail to show me
I know it's for show Lil homie
Don't try play poke Lil homie
This ain't Facebook you can't chat shit online
Pull up and it's game
Shoot your homie and your mind

Yeah Is your love for real
Is your love for real
Life's rough I deal with shit with pills
Think I caught some feels
Think I caught some feels
Hope your love is real
Hope your love is real

Is your love for real
Is your love for real
Life's rough I deal with it with pills
Think I caught some feels
Think I caught some feels
Hope your love is real
Hope your love is real

Iced out chain yeah it givin' my neck straight chills
I ain't Tucker Knight I tuck a nine for the thrills
Pull up at yo' block like its C.O.D we get some kills
Make their life into a comic our lives get something else

That made no sense
Like all of you rats that shit nonsense
Leave a paki in the past tense
Like this a non-fiction book shit it happenin' yeah

What happened? I was off the Molly someone explain what happened Ayy
Where my body lay? Pakis running away from me like relay
Couple bands in the safe! I make bands every mo' fucking day
Bitch don't go away! I lied to your face when I said shit straight

It's fine. 'ery thing fine got my dirty sprite
On the line yeah they on my line calling me da mine ay
I'm the king of the zoo I'm a lion ay
Where I'm from paki can't leave the house wid'out the nine

Wid'out the nine ay
I need a nine cause ill die at night time ay yah
Pull up with a choppa hit his spine ay yah
Spray its automatic time AR

Ice on my roli bitch this should be crazy
I dono real lazy
I feel real I'm A-Z (for sure)
I feel like I'm in a maze b
I'm so amazing

Off the molly i'm straight rippin'
This freestyle like its written
Pull up with the choppa at your homie this choppa be hittin'
I spit bullets like it's 223. envy me yeah they did been
Like a chip and dip these shorties really like to dip and

Hit then dip pull up with the choppa it split
Put the banana clip, turn you to banana split
Pull up with the choppa aim at your dome make your body drop
I don't give a fuck I was sippin' on molly wok

Watch me do the moonwalk
Feel like Max I'm Jaqueline in my purp cover
Feel like Michael Jackson lean in my purp cup
I can't even talk properly I'm hurt ya

Yeah Is your love for real
Is your love for real
Life is rough I deal with it with pills
I think I caught me some feels




Hope your love is real
Hope your love is real

Overall Meaning

The "For Real" by Derek + 1993AGOSTO's song tells a story of a group of friends driving around, rapping about their weapons, drugs, and experiences with women. With the opening lines of "Turn this sh*t up, This sh*t freestyle homie," it is immediately clear that this song has a rough and raw feel to it. The first verse of the song talks about their experience with Pakistanis, and how they talk big but never follow through with their guns. The song moves on to talk about love and the difficulties of life. The chorus asks, "Is your love for real?" while acknowledging how rough life can be, but coping with it using drugs.


The second verse of the song raps about a life of crime, clearly painting a picture of an individual who has lived a rough life. The line "Where I'm from, paki can't leave the house wid'out the nine," portrays the culture surrounding the ownership of firearms in their community. The last part of the verse talks about how they feel: hurt, high, and confused.


Overall, "For Real" speaks of the harsh reality of life, love and drug use, and the culture of gun ownership in their community. It is clear from the lyrics that the songwriter has gone through a lot of experiences and expresses them honestly through the lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Turn this shit up
Increase the volume of the music


This shit freestyle homie
This rap song was improvised without a written script


Pulled up out the top Lil homie
I emerged from the roof of my car, young friend


Pakis always talk baloney
People from Pakistan always talk nonsense


Their Glock they fail to show me
They don't actually show me the gun they claim to have


Fail to show me, Their Glock they fail to show me
They are trying to bluff, but I see through their lies


I know it's for show Lil homie
I know that they are just pretending, young friend


Don't try play poke Lil homie
Don't try to act tough with me, young friend


This ain't Facebook you can't chat shit online
This is real life, you can't talk nonsense on the internet


Pull up and it's game
When I arrive with my crew, things escalate quickly


Shoot your homie and your mind
We are not afraid to use guns to harm you and your friends


Iced out chain yeah it givin' my neck straight chills
My diamond necklace looks impressive and makes me feel good


I ain't Tucker Knight I tuck a nine for the thrills
I carry a weapon (gun) not for safety, but for the excitement it brings


Pull up at yo' block like its C.O.D we get some kills
When we arrive at your neighborhood, it's like in a video game, we kill people


Make their life into a comic our lives get something else
We turn the lives of our enemies into a joke, while we have a different reality


That made no sense
Your words were foolish and meaningless


Like all of you rats that shit nonsense
You and your people talk nonsense like a bunch of rodents


Leave a paki in the past tense
We harm and kill people from Pakistan to the point of them being dead and gone


Like this a non-fiction book shit it happenin' yeah
This is not just a made-up story, this is happening in real life


What happened? I was off the Molly someone explain what happened Ayy
I don't know what happened, I was under the influence of the drug called Molly


Where my body lay? Pakis running away from me like relay
I don't remember where I left my body, and people from Pakistan are scared of me and run away


Couple bands in the safe! I make bands every mo' fucking day
I have some money (a few thousand dollars) in a secure place, and I earn more money every day


Bitch don't go away! I lied to your face when I said shit straight
Don't leave me, even though I lied to you when I promised to be faithful


It's fine. 'ery thing fine got my dirty sprite
Everything is OK, I have cough syrup mixed with soda (called dirty sprite)


On the line yeah they on my line calling me da mine ay
I receive many calls on my phone, and people want to buy drugs from me


I'm the king of the zoo I'm a lion ay
I am the leader of this dangerous place, and I am powerful like a lion


Where I'm from paki can't leave the house wid'out the nine
In my city, people from Pakistan have to carry a firearm (gun) for their own protection


Wid'out the nine ay, I need a nine cause ill die at night time ay yah
Without a gun, I feel vulnerable and fear being attacked or killed at night


Pull up with a choppa hit his spine ay yah
I arrive with a rifle, aim at someone's back, and hit them


Spray its automatic time AR
I fire rapidly, using an automatic gun, which is an AR-15


Ice on my roli bitch this should be crazy
My Rolex watch has diamonds on it, which is impressive


I dono real lazy
I don't know, I'm just feeling really lazy


I feel real I'm A-Z (for sure)
I feel authentic and genuine, from the beginning of the alphabet to the end


I feel like I'm in a maze b
I feel confused, like I'm lost in a maze


I'm so amazing
I'm fantastic and extraordinary


Off the molly i'm straight rippin'
I'm high on the drug Molly, which makes me rap powerfully


This freestyle like its written
Even though it's improvised, this rap sounds like it was prepared in advance


Pull up with the choppa at your homie this choppa be hittin'
I arrive with a rifle and aim at your friend, and this weapon is very effective


I spit bullets like it's 223. envy me yeah they did been
I rap and speak harsh insults towards my enemies, who used to be envious of me


Like a chip and dip these shorties really like to dip and
Like potato chips and dip, these young people like to participate in violent activities


Hit then dip pull up with the choppa it split
I harm my enemies and then quickly leave the place, with my rifle destroying things in the process


Put the banana clip, turn you to banana split
I attach a large ammunition holder to my gun and shoot you, making you split like a banana


Pull up with the choppa aim at your dome make your body drop
I arrive with a powerful rifle, aim at your head, and make your body fall to the ground


Watch me do the moonwalk
Watch me dance the moonwalk, like Michael Jackson


Feel like Max I'm Jaqueline in my purp cover
I feel like a powerful man named Max, who is with a woman named Jacqueline, and I'm wrapped in a purple blanket


Feel like Michael Jackson lean in my purp cup
I feel like Michael Jackson, as I lean to the side while holding a purple cup


I can't even talk properly I'm hurt ya
I'm in pain and can't speak clearly


Yeah Is your love for real
Do you truly love me?


Life's rough I deal with shit with pills
Life is difficult, and I cope with my problems by taking drugs


Think I caught some feels
I think I'm developing emotions for someone


Hope your love is real
I hope your love for me is authentic


Is your love for real
I'm asking again, do you truly love me?


Life's rough I deal with it with pills
Once again, life is difficult, and I handle it by taking drugs


Think I caught some feels
I still believe I am developing emotions for someone


Hope your love is real
Once more, I hope your affection for me is genuine




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Written by: Lil Saad

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je_melter MELTER

FOTOS DO CLIP (se precisar diminuir a velocidade do vídeo)

0:00 - foto 1
1:56 - foto 2
2:40 - foto 3

Parabéns ao Derick de verdade, foda ser tão simples de aceitar a liberdade de cada um, cara ta trazendo isso pro trap, apesar de eu achar que a galera do trap em si nao tem tanto preconceito como outros grupos cara, e esse clip comprova mto isso




o cara ao lado direito da tela no final é o 1993AGOSTO (quase certeza), é um modelo



Filipe Cruz

1993agosto for real

Derek



Opções

For real pika nessa bitch for real
For real pika nessa bitch for real
For real pika nessa bitch for real
For real pika nessa bitch for real

Pulo no bloco se quer tirar foto
Eu saio vazado que eu tô de ski
Ela me liga me quer todo dia
Eu sigo ocupado fumando hash

Tô com meu carro, com a 9 do lado
Então fica de canto e não toca em mim
Só rich nigga, se fala que fita
Esses caras são zika eu nunca vi aqui

Que fita, tô soltando hit que fita
Ei mina? Que esse trap nóis da aula e ensina
Só salve, levo essas mina pro lounge
Tô chave, ele quer dormir com a peita da tommy

Meu cachê tomou azulzin
Tipo seleção Ronaldo e Robinho
Eu já pedi vários combo de Jack
E derrubei uma Fanta no lean

For real, levo novo drip no deal
For real, pika nessa bitch for real
Ei lotto, beat do lotto eu mato ow
For real, beat do lotto for real



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TTF

✨ ouçam muito Ícone: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLlpvDt5P1BSr21EQHxTaMFw4wa4uiXIbH ✨

Eliomar Bomfim

@lyrical trap shitçui

Bsyofc

https://youtu.be/6cyiTkRcK-4

Mendigo Do Hype

Gangsta Manda Boy Enfia o Hype Noku:
https://youtu.be/76YQfqxM07s
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Bsyofc

https://youtu.be/6cyiTkRcK-4 Veja essa música aí minha por favor grava pelo celular

Anderson

@Made in South feia dms an an

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CM

Descanse em paz Marcelo "1993AGOSTO" muito obrigado por trazer toda sua criatividade e personalidade ao mundo, a vida pode ser passageira, mas a arte fica pra eternidade <3

Paulo César

quem morreu ??

K' Lil

💔🕊

Fass

muito amor 1993 obrigado por tudo que você é e fez 🖤🙏🏼✨🌊

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