Figures - The Real Is Back Music & Antonio Fixx

Ahah ay Look yo Listen I'm on mission Running them digits I need a milli And I need it now now now No time for bitches 1 7 figures Cooling off in my bank account I'm on mission Running them digits I need a milli And I need it now now now No time for bitches 1 7 figures Cooling off in my bank account Listen, look Imma on a joke ting I don't care about clout But don't take man for a donut Watch how I back out out from my pouch them niggas know me I'm about There's jakes on high road So I gotta dump dis clutch and swerve on the road about All now, I guess I'm on a different route. Touching 80 the engines roaring No turn back I hope I don't stall it Might catch a flight and go and link To kiyo Her uss too loose ik she's a hoe I gave her this D no bone Now she keeps calling my phone Asking "babe when you gonna come home" I was like uh idk idk I'm on mission Running them digits I need a milli And I need it now now now No time for bitches 1 7 figures Cooling off in my bank account I'm on mission Running them digits I need a milli And I need it now now now No time for bitches 1 7 figures Cooling off in my bank account Yeah ahah Now all these ladies wanting our clout Knowing what we about See us on stage You know that they shout Isn't a doubt That we the best Passing the test You know the rest I am not stressed All the oppositions Thinking we pressed We flying Straight from East to the west We on a quest And you know we bagging it Your girlfriend Gagging it She be loving it Shirt She Tugging it Having fun with it She saying my name Imprint on her Brain Baby you know game Wait what's your boyfriend's name We're causing trouble Making it double And I don't think that we're playing the same game And I won't refrain or have to Explain how me and my bro got the fame I'm on mission Running them digits I need a milli And I need it now now now No time for bitches 1 7 figures Cooling off in my bank account Wait listen You're a wasteman if you back that mash Ya Ducking for opps on the highway bigman you ain't even got no cash So Don't get me mad I can't fuck with a hoe or a bitch or a slag Like Babes when you gonna buy the birkin bag Fuck off Please humble yourself like your mum did with your dad I don't wanna hear backchat On about who can't rap Man I chop u like a wrap Breakfast Lunch and dinner Gods son can't be a sinner My team we're flocked full of winners And we're Chasing the figures Haha That's it

Lately I've been thinking that I'm not the one to play this part Cause every sweet word that I write could never fix their hearts I can't help but think That someone else is living my dream Because this means so much to me Am I the man that you want Or the man that I'm supposed to be? Am I the man I'm supposed to be Or did they get the whole thing wrong? These days I wish I never wrote a single song For you to sing along I'm just so scared to find I'm wrong Cause I've chased these dreams for way too long I let the hate of the world fill my head with doubt I won't let their voices drown me out I let the hate of the world fill my head with doubt I won't let their voices drown me out You are the reason, I do this for you not myself You are the reason, I do this for you not myself You are the reason, I do this for you not myself You are the reason, I do this for you not myself You are the reason, I do this for you not myself You are the reason, I do this for you not myself Am I the man I'm supposed to be Or did they get the whole thing wrong? These days I wish I never wrote a single song For you to sing along I'm just so scared to find I'm wrong Cause I've chased these dreams for way too long When you want me to fail And stand in my way I'll use your hate to fuel my rage I'll use your hate to fuel my rage

This is a Homage beat I'm hearing sirens out my window playing instrumentals It was his birthday but the cops didn't get the memo He worked a 9 to 5 and always kept an open mind They mistaken his wallet for a loaded, may I speak about the times I vandalized abandon homes? No I'm not perfect, in my closet there's a bag of bones But that don't give America the right to fear my skin tone Put your lens, recognize that we are the targets up in this war zone If love is war, then war is love and we can't get enough Attacking all these countries for whatever they ain't giving up Innocent kids crying, the president is steady lying Before every award show, an idol is steady dying What do I know? I'm just a sideshow rapper With lyrics hard enough to stand right beside those rappers you all praising But this is not to mention no names. They wishing well to me, so it's only right to give change That's commonsense but fuck the cents, I'll throw a few bucks I'm dropping knowledge like it's water, hope you're soaking some up Quench your thirst for the fame. This that food for the brain You either pushing weight or push your weight for personal gain Me and Smoovv is congruent, the way that we stay moving These rappers too redundant, square buttons, they stay shooting Make believe guns, you ain't scaring nobody Bring the yellow tape and sirens, Fixx just caught him a body (BAH) Hearing sirens out my window as I nod to instrumentals (Yea) Fuck picket signs still pickin' up pieces from past trauma (Fuck) That's been passed down like collection plates, tryin to excavate Get to the source of coerced soars Showin no remorse (No remorse) sense the fall of the Moors (The Moors) Dirty prosecutors retire then join boards (Dam) Move in silence I can't live in solace knowin' slavery is not abolished (Not abolished) Keep my mind polished (Mind polished), equivalent to hollow tips in the 4 pound (Bah, bah, bah) As shots ring the block bleeds another queen pleads collapsing to her knees (Ricky) Supreme beings suppressed by corruption of the C.R.E.A.M (Dolla dolla bill, dolla dolla bill) suppressed by corruption of the C.R.E.A.M They might school you don't let them fool you Not with the Voodoo (They not) They getting wicked with the words (Casting spells), ya heard Might wanna observe what they pitchin' foo Is you itchin' after intervention, twitchin', tickin', kaboom Resurrect from the tomb I come to consume feel em' with doom Dreadful as I enter the room, is it the hair or the shadow I cast (I don't know) Cause the melanation dawg it cannot be surpassed (Never)