What’s Real? Eli Sostre

[Verse 1]
There were nights I cried for all this shit
Never tired of this balling shit
Remember you used to wanna call it quits
The money mean the world, it had us hitting licks
Park Ave baby, mama raise me to kill all you niggas
You be talkin' kinda different when you off the liquor
Bitch, I did this on my own can't split no portion with you
Put it on everything I act like I ain't never met you
Can't say nothin' to these lame niggas
Keep it a hunnid with me, I could do the same with you
I ain't rockin' with these hoes, ain't no takin' pictures
I ain't trippin' off of shit 'cause you can't take it with you
All I ever wanted was to make a livin'
Until I got rich and now I'm gettin' richer
This shit legendary like the lighter flicker
I won't tell nobody out of spite "I hate you"

[Chorus]
Used to want you, I don't know where you at, yeah
She said, "I don't know where you been"
Name a stage and I'll be ballin' like swish, whoa
She said, "Did all this shit come with the crib?" No
I can't let them niggas know where I live
Niggas say we brothers, but they hate what I built
I done lost so much that I don't know how to feel
I done lost so much because I don't know what's real