Real
Young Stoner Life Lyrics
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(Young Producers)
I asked my ex why she lied to me
She told me, "Unfoonk, why you play me?"
I told that bitch, "Please stop lyin'"
Hey, check the Rollie, bitch, it's my time
It's Slime Mob 'til the death of me
I see my haters on the sideline
Heaven taught me I'm in top five
Mob ties, reached a mil'
I did that shit without a deal
I swear to God, I'm in tears
I gotta tell you how I feel
I keep this Glizzy on the side of me
I know these niggas plan on robbin' me
And please tell these niggas don't try
Play with me, get put on FOX 5
I got a bad bitch rollin' in a high
Told that bitch is she gon' ride or die?
She looked me in my eyes, said, "Foonk, baby, I'm slidin'"
Then peaced me up and said, "Baby, I'm ridin' with Slime"
I asked my ex why she lied to me
She told me, "Unfoonk, why you play me?"
I told that bitch, "Please stop lyin'"
Hey, check the Rollie, bitch, it's my time
It's Slime Mob 'til the death of me
Don't say you love me if you won't kill for me
I see my haters on the sideline
Heaven taught me I'm in top five
Everything slime, keep it real
My nigga guard me with a shield
I keep this Draco, nigga, pardon how you talk to me
I swear to God, I'm in tears
My ex can only see me virtually
Keep this shit one thousand
Jimmy trousers, Chrome Heart transparent
2010, first murder cost 'bout ten
Racks just to spend, you can tell by the way I grin
And I been Chrome Heartin' it, fuck is a bargin?
Came in this bitch with twins, my nigga, no Mr. Rogers
I ran up me some racks and put my ho in the 'Rari
Got a forty-pointer bracelet on my wrist, I'm sorry
I ain't tryna do you like that (no)
But you took my dog, and then my dog get her body right
I can get him killed twenty times 'cause my money righteous
Niggas can't walk a mile in my fuckin' Nikes, yeah
I asked my ex why she lied to me
She told me, "Unfoonk, why you play me?"
I told that bitch, "Please stop lyin'"
Hey, check the Rollie, bitch, it's my time
It's Slime Mob 'til the death of me
Don't say you love me if you won't kill for me
I see my haters on the sideline
Heaven taught me I'm in top five
Mob ties, reached a mil'
I did that shit without a deal
I swear to God I'm in tears
I gotta tell you how I feel
The song "Real" by Young Stoner Life (YSL) is a trap anthem which features vocals from YSL artists Unfoonk, Yak Gotti, and FN DaDealer. The song focuses on the themes of loyalty, betrayal, money, and power within the YSL collective. The first verse starts with Unfoonk asking his ex-girlfriend why she lied to him while simultaneously asserting his dominance through the watch on his wrist. He then goes on to talk about his loyalty to his team, Slime Mob, and his willingness to protect them by any means necessary. The chorus repeats the themes of staying true to the Slime Mob and only loving those who are willing to go to extreme lengths for the collective.
The second verse begins with Yak Gotti recalling his journey to success and how he managed to attain wealth even without signing a record deal. He also acknowledges the hard work and sacrifices made by his team to get them to where they are today. Yak Gotti boasts about his wealth and his ability to take care of himself while also being aware of potential threats from those around him. The verse ends with FN DaDealer talking about his expensive taste in clothing and accessories, specifically his Chrome Hearts gear. He also reflects on his own success and the envy that comes with it, as well as his willingness to protect his team at all costs.
Overall, "Real" is a song that emphasizes the importance of loyalty and power in the trap lifestyle. The lyrics are raw and unfiltered, touching on themes that are common in the genre such as wealth, revenge, and fear.
Line by Line Meaning
I asked my ex why she lied to me
I confronted my former partner about their dishonesty
She told me, "Unfoonk, why you play me?"
My ex accused me of mistreating them
I told that bitch, "Please stop lyin'"
I demanded that my ex stop being untruthful
Hey, check the Rollie, bitch, it's my time
I'm successful and it's my turn to shine
It's Slime Mob 'til the death of me
I am always loyal to my group of associates
Don't say you love me if you won't kill for me
I only want people in my circle who are willing to do anything for me
I see my haters on the sideline
I notice people who don't support me
Heaven taught me I'm in top five
I have great confidence in myself
I keep this Glizzy on the side of me
I carry a gun with me for protection
I know these niggas plan on robbin' me
I am aware that there are people who want to steal from me
And please tell these niggas don't try
I warn others not to test me
Play with me, get put on FOX 5
If you mess with me, it will end up in the news
I got a bad bitch rollin' in a high
I am with an attractive woman in a nice car
Told that bitch is she gon' ride or die?
I asked my companion if they will be loyal and committed to me
She looked me in my eyes, said, "Foonk, baby, I'm slidin'"
My companion reassured me of their loyalty
Then peaced me up and said, "Baby, I'm ridin' with Slime"
My companion pledged their allegiance to my group
Everything slime, keep it real
I prioritize staying true to my associates
My nigga guard me with a shield
My friend protects me from harm
I keep this Draco, nigga, pardon how you talk to me
I carry a gun and demand respect
Jimmy trousers, Chrome Heart transparent
I wear expensive and fashionable clothing
2010, first murder cost 'bout ten
I have experience with violence from a young age
Racks just to spend, you can tell by the way I grin
I have a lot of money and enjoy spending it
And I been Chrome Heartin' it, fuck is a bargin?
I prioritize luxury and am willing to pay for it
Came in this bitch with twins, my nigga, no Mr. Rogers
I came into this situation with guns
I ran up me some racks and put my ho in the 'Rari
I made a lot of money and bought a fancy car for my partner
Got a forty-pointer bracelet on my wrist, I'm sorry
I have expensive jewelry that I am proud of
I ain't tryna do you like that (no)
I don't want to harm you
But you took my dog, and then my dog get her body right
You took something that was mine and improved it
I can get him killed twenty times 'cause my money righteous
I have enough money to get someone killed multiple times
Niggas can't walk a mile in my fuckin' Nikes, yeah
No one can understand what it's like to be me
Mob ties, reached a mil'
I have connections and have made a lot of money
I did that shit without a deal
I made my success independently
I swear to God I'm in tears
I am emotional about my accomplishments
I gotta tell you how I feel
I want to express my emotions
Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jaidyn Robert Hullum, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Quintavious Grier, Yurchenko Olexander
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Unfoonk
Slime Mob to the death of me ๐ ๐
@uglymoy4535
YSL
@reverbgod4517
https://youtu.be/7Ephrt9b4ug
@yowhassup8526
Oh shoot this comment boutta be famous
@SoulTaken
interesting
@bostonjoker21
Bro you are fye on this ๐
@namitahota9091
Stan aayela mehfil me shanti se baith ๐
@DurttyDaily
If yโall really know the story behind this song youโd really shed a tear because I know I just did! Prada you Unfoonk! Gods Child for real!
@blakstunnadj
Where can we find the real story behind the track?
@jaleelmuhammadhassan7084
What happen?