The Eli Story (Freestyle) - 444Dae

Woah, woah, woah Hah (Great John on the beat, by the way, brrt, bah, bah, bah) This bitch wild on my dick, she too freaky, huh In her ribs, I'm too deep When we spin on our opps, got two V's, huh (two V's) Or we walkin' 'em two deep (huh, huh) If that bitch got the kick, I need a piece, huh (I need it) I be wylin' in her cheeks Know they see me in the hood, I'm a OG, huh I get respect if you know me And I know that you see I'm gettin' bigger (gettin' bigger) I start gettin' moody off the liquor (I get moody) Like the artist I am, I paint the picture (huh) Me and the foreign money thicker And you know I'm a star, could call me Dipper (bah, bah, bah, bah) Yeah, you know I'm a star, could call me Dipper (boom, yeah, yeah, Fross, bitch) Niggas know me and Fross back on the shit, huh (ha) Ridin' 'round with a grip You could get shot, lil' boy, dismissed, huh (huh) Got me back on my shit (doot, doot) Met a lil' bad bitch, bitch look thick, huh (she bad) Pop a Perc' when I hit And she can have it, she the shit, huh (uh) When they see her, they pissed I been just livin' my life, been doin' my thing Nobody can't tell me shit (nothin') Please don't call my line, don't hit my phone If you ain't talkin' 'bout them bricks (don't call) You can't spin my block, can't spin my sign 'Cause I will dump out that clip Told that bitch, "Hold on, don't take off clothes, I only need them lips" You bringin' out all the savagery (boom) Bodies droppin', soldiers passin' me (grrah) Blunts are rollin', gas surroundin' me While freaky bitches booty bounce on me (boom, boom, boom) You say you love me, why you cappin' me? (huh) We could fuck, just don't attach to me Only fuckin' baddies on the scene All them other bitches wack to me Like, bitch, I'm a G.O.A.T., uh G-O-A-T, y'all already muhfuckin' know, uh Eli F-R-O-S-S is a god (grrt, bah), nobody can clone, uh Hol' on, uh, huh Hol' on, uh, huh Hol' on, uh, look, uh, look, huh No chill, niggas ain't been up in no field Shoot like I'm Kobe, no O'Neal That mean you catchin' bullets like Odell Beckham, uh Ain't no Nike, I check 'em, uh Tell my dawgy, "Go get 'em," uh Water park how I wet 'em Like a hunnid K in these denims They like, "Cuz Crip, how you read 'em?" Watch the blood drip when we catch 'em We don't send texts, bring the TECs in Need a hunnid bottles in my section Send threats? You better flex then 'Cause this chopper answer all my questions (questions), uh, yeah We ain't fuckin', she could gimme neck then, uh, yeah Think she mad I left her for her best friend, uh, huh, yeah He the G.O.A.T., you could never touch him, uh, huh, yeah

Wise men say, wise men say Wise men say "You'll never figure out real love Never figure out real love You'll never figure out real love" It's so crazy, crazy, crazy I got everything figured out But for some reason I can never find what real love is about No doubt Everything in the world figured out But I can never seem to find what love was about Do you think I sacrifice real life For all the fame, like flashing lights? Do you think I sacrifice, a real life For all the fame, and flashing lights? There is no Gucci I can buy There is no Louis Vuitton to put on There is no YSL that they could sell To get my heart out of this Hell And my mind out of this jail There is no clothes that I could buy That could turn back a time There is no vacation spot I could fly That could bring back a piece of real life Real life, what does it feel like? I ask you tonight, I ask you tonight What does it feel like, I ask you tonight To live a real life I just want to be a real boy They always say: "Kanye, he keeps it real, boy" Pinocchio's story is: "I just want to be a real boy" Pinocchio's story goes to be a real boy It's funny, Pinocchio lied and that's what kept him from it I tell the truth and I keep running It's like I'm looking for something out there trying to find something I turn on the TV and see me, and see nothing What does it feel like to live real life? To be real? Not some persona on TV that no one can really feel Do you really have the stamina? For everybody that sees you, they say: "Where's my camera?" For everybody that sees you, they say: "Sign the autograph" For everybody that sees you crying and says: "You ought to laugh You ought to laugh" I just want to be a real boy Pinocchio's story goes: "I just want to be a real boy" Pinocchio's story goes... And there is no Geppetto, to guide me, no one right beside me The only one was behind me I can't find her no more, I can't find her no more, I can't The only one that come out on the tour and stays Back when I was living at home and this was all a big dream And the fame will be got caught and the day I moved to L.A. Maybe that was all my fault, all my fault to be a real boy Chasing the American Dream Chasing everything we see Up on the TV screen I went out, the Benz was left and the clothes was left And the hoes was left, you talk the hoes to death You spend the money to death, you spend the doughs to death And tell me what is left for a real boy? They say: "Kanye you keep it too real, boy" Perspective, and wise men say: "One day, you'll find your way" The wise men say: "You'll find your way" The wise men say: "You'll find your way" The wise men say...