Real
Sean Michael Mormelo Lyrics


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Mo'fucker when we bang bang, squeezing pistols that make em bang
Haters smoking that swisha swisha sweet boy, switching damn lanes
Pulling guns and put two in your stomach, nigga who want it
Gangstas, if you with me gangstas
Smoking that sticky you get pissy, riding spinners
Tires glimmer the prize in our eyes, nigga ride with us
Nom and Z-Ro like when Tino and DeNiro, counting Kilos in casinos
They gambinos, for them see-notes man
Hustlers, serving customers
Off of his back shit cause, then we bust them guns

Up jumps the boogie, cause the track is so thoed
Got me breaking down bubble gum, I'm fin to be so blowed
Nothing but clouds in the sky, but it's still sunny
Cause I'm puffing on some good green, pocket full of money
Southside, I'm wrecking for where I lay my head at
Disrespect me, you the nigga I'ma spray my lead at
I'm living for today, don't give a fuck about tomorrow
I'm robbing you motherfuckers, it ain't no need to borrow
Money from dad, that nigga wouldn't lend me no cash
Seventeen he threw me out, like the trash
It's all gravy baby, I'm connected with the street my mama Ridgevan
And daddy East and West, Cancel Creek the dopefiends love me
I got a cousin, named Mard
Everytime I bring him outside, suckers be running up in my yard
Smartest thing I got is a 20, and you could get a whole sale
If you want it soft, let me run back to the motel

Running to the ceiling, what it's fin to be
Blowing cigarillos, no more swisha sweet
But regular weed, a gangsta fa sho I am
(are you gon make it to the top), nigga you know I am




Flipping in a four do', trying to get some mo' do'
Playa don't get mad, if you see me flipping with your hoe-a

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Sean Michael Mormelo's song Real suggest a sexualized and violent lifestyle that is prevalent in gangsta rap culture. The use of gun imagery in the lyrics suggests a desire and willingness to use violence to maintain power and status. "Mo'fucker when we bang bang, squeezing pistols that make em bang" suggests an aggressive and violent state of mind where guns are used to assert control over others. The lyrics suggest a desire for material possessions, such as "riding spinners" and "pocket full of money," which may be achieved through illegal and immoral means such as robbery and drug dealing.


The lyrics also suggest a sense of defiance and rebellion towards society's norms and laws. The line "It's all gravy baby, I'm connected with the street my mama Ridgevan and daddy East and West, Cancel Creek the dopefiends love me" suggests a sense of pride in one's connection to the underground world of drug dealing and crime. There is also a sense of fatalism and living for the moment, as the singer claims to not care about tomorrow and only focus on living in the present.


Line by Line Meaning

Mo'fucker when we bang bang, squeezing pistols that make em bang
We are shooting guns rapidly and with force, causing them to make loud noises.


Haters smoking that swisha swisha sweet boy, switching damn lanes
Our enemies are smoking cigars while driving recklessly and erratically to escape us.


Pulling guns and put two in your stomach, nigga who want it
We will pull out our firearms and shoot two bullets into your stomach area if you provoke us.


Gangstas, if you with me gangstas
I am addressing my fellow gang members and asking them to join me in this lifestyle.


Smoking that sticky you get pissy, riding spinners
We smoke high-quality marijuana and get into a good mood, while driving cars with spinning wheels.


Tires glimmer the prize in our eyes, nigga ride with us
The shiny wheels of our cars are attractive and exciting, so come ride with us.


Nom and Z-Ro like when Tino and DeNiro, counting Kilos in casinos
Me and my friends are like famous actors Tino and DeNiro, counting large amounts of drugs in casinos.


They gambinos, for them see-notes man
We are like the Gambino crime family, making money from illegal transactions and large amounts of cash.


Hustlers, serving customers
We are hard-working businessmen, selling our products to loyal customers.


Off of his back shit cause, then we bust them guns
We will use any means necessary to make money and protect ourselves, including using our firearms.


Up jumps the boogie, cause the track is so thoed
The music is so good and catchy, it makes me dance and jump with excitement.


Got me breaking down bubble gum, I'm fin to be so blowed
I am getting high and enjoying myself so much that it feels like I am blowing bubble gum.


Nothing but clouds in the sky, but it's still sunny
Even though things may not seem great, I am still happy and optimistic due to my drug use.


Cause I'm puffing on some good green, pocket full of money
I am smoking high-quality marijuana and have a lot of cash with me.


Southside, I'm wrecking for where I lay my head at
I am representing the southern part of my city, where I live.


Disrespect me, you the nigga I'ma spray my lead at
If you show me disrespect, I will shoot at you with my gun.


I'm living for today, don't give a fuck about tomorrow
I am only living in the moment and do not care about the future consequences of my actions.


I'm robbing you motherfuckers, it ain't no need to borrow
I am stealing from people instead of asking for loans because they will not lend me money.


Money from dad, that nigga wouldn't lend me no cash
Even my own father would not lend me money, which is why I steal and sell drugs.


Seventeen he threw me out, like the trash
My father kicked me out of the house when I was only seventeen years old, treating me like garbage.


It's all gravy baby, I'm connected with the street my mama Ridgevan
Everything is going well for me because I have strong connections in the street, thanks to my mother's influence.


And daddy East and West, Cancel Creek the dopefiends love me
My father has connections on both the east and west sides of town, and drug addicts appreciate me because I sell them what they need.


I got a cousin, named Mard
I have a family member named Mard.


Everytime I bring him outside, suckers be running up in my yard
Whenever I am with my cousin Mard, other people try to take advantage of us or invade our property.


Smartest thing I got is a 20, and you could get a whole sale
The most valuable possession I have is a twenty-dollar bill, and I can sell you drugs in bulk if you want.


If you want it soft, let me run back to the motel
If you want a less potent drug, I can go back to my hotel room to get it for you.


Running to the ceiling, what it's fin to be
I am getting extremely high and feeling like I am running towards the ceiling.


Blowing cigarillos, no more swisha sweet
I am smoking cigarillos now, instead of the sweet ones I used to smoke.


But regular weed, a gangsta fa sho I am
I am a true gangster, smoking regular marijuana instead of the weaker stuff.


(are you gon make it to the top), nigga you know I am
Someone is asking if I will become successful, and I confidently reply that I will.


Flipping in a four do', trying to get some mo' do'
I am driving a four-door car and trying to find a way to make more money.


Playa don't get mad, if you see me flipping with your hoe-a
I am warning other men not to get angry if they see me flirting with their girlfriend or wife.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP
Written by: SYLVESTER STEWART, TOMMY SIMS, ISRAEL HOUGHTON

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