Real Homies Don't Judge

K Track

Keeping it real right about now

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WC

Ain't no fallacy, keep em classes real

I be reading science, I be in an alliance

What a color is a lion? Pre-AP Biology

We got psychology, ideologies, lots of apologies

Freshman geography, look up theology, fresher technology

Sociology, archaeology, some geomorphology, twenty million attendees,

Yo, yo, yo, I joke, like brokes, but I don't cut coke, no I don't do junk

No I don't like smoke, homes, I don't like drunk, homes, I don't like crunk

Bro, you'll see me up in the building doing some homework

Like damn, I'm up in this textbook like she's my girl

I do work wit her, calculate wit her, consultations, congregations, occupations, regulations all wit her

Cope wit it like I'm dope wit it like I hope wit it like I got a motherfucking rope wit and I choke wit it

Nah

I ain't violent, snitch, I'm like a passive-aggressive, like some pacifist, bruh, like so digressive

Call me a pussy, mofo, I'm like so fucking invective

Like I spit it out my rectum, shoving beats out the worser welcome, Othello and Iago

Deception motherfuckers, it takes two to tango, uh, your mom

I just owned you in a song, I still do mathematics on Sundays, meeting up with teach

We be chillin' in the lounge, lookin' like we smoking as we puff out in the cold

We looking like 'em gangtas, though I'm cracka, I ain't gold

I be rolling, no it ain't weed, I don't go in dat direction, already got visual snow, don't need anymore abnormalities

Not a rebel but I wrestle with emotions in the subway while I peddle and I settle, hearing metal, get the kettle, screeching like a fucking devil

But I guess it's just the acetyl

Yo, call me up like KTrack, you say I'm kinda pricky, got me arrogance in lock

Snitch, I'm cooler than a cracka spitting free verses in a parking lot

Got twenty twenty dollar bills, got 400 bucks to spend, bro I got dat math in clutch position

Yet you homies still outside smoking and speaking nonsense

I'm a non-conformist but I learn I ain't a dork, leveled up, motherfuckers, now I'm a fucking door hinge, orange, snitch, rhyming words with fucking porridge

Drake, we know each other, not in reality dawg, why don't you go upstairs and bring your mother

I'm sick but still a prick but I wanna be a nice guy

We don't finish last cause girls love us, we don't objectify

Never said the b-word, still I ain't a pussy, it's just because I don't wanna go around objectifying girls on the daily

Man, I show respect, you could be white, black, Asian, or First Nations, zero tolerance for discrimination, snitch, I told you the realest shit I'm saying

Never tried to offend your mind by spitting dirty rhymes, just like spit it freely on a motherfucking Frisbee cause I go big and take the opportunity to fux wit it

I am ultimate, the next shit I spit about better be fucking dope or Imma start vomiting up some bile nonsense

This is to all the girls I liked but never liked me back: I just hope you're doing fine and happy, I want you to be loved, and as long

as you're with someone who treats you right, girl, it's like a hug, cause girl I love you so much but tonight I'm letting go

I accept it dat I can't have you I ain't putting up a show

I just wanna let you know dat you're beautiful and lovely and I would for sure call you honey

Cause you're sweeter than my lyrics girl, you like it like what I'm dropping

And when you come into the classrooms I get a mini heart-attack, girl you are the best thing that ever happened to my brain since Math Class

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Yeah

KTrack, yo I'm a nerdy cracka but I still treat girls right, just because I say some junk that sounds like fuck don't mean I'm a jerk that isn't right

If you judge someone so damn easily without getting to know 'em

You're the one fooling yourself, son, I am not just about myself.