Real Life

[Intro: Ebony Eyez & Tarboy]
Ayo, Tar', you ready?
Yeah, uh
Let's do this
(Look, uh) Okay

[Chorus: Tarboy & Ebony Eyez]
Money ain't never move me (Nah), dog, this ain't a movie (Ain't a movie)
This is real life (Yeah), so why you tryna do me? (Tryna do me)
Sit back and relax (Relax), and think about the past
And make your next move your best, it might be your last (Uh)
Look, money ain't never move me (Uh-uh), bitch, this ain't a movie (Nah)
This is real life (Yeah), so why you tryna do me? (Huh)
Sit back and relax (Okay), and think about the past (Yeah)
And make your next move your best, it might be your last (Let's go, let me get that)

[Verse 1: Tarboy]
Uh, look, money don't make the man (Make the man), but still I understand (I understand)
If you ain't gettin' dough, what the fuck you in this for? (Uh-huh)
I see you chasin' hoes, and all your fancy clothes
You say you hate the music (You hate the music?), then why you at the show? (Why you at the show?)
What all that yappin' mean? How the fuck that fit the plan? (Uh-huh)
Where the fuck you from, homeboy? (Uh-huh) You ain't from my land (Nah)
I see you in the club (In the club), in the corner mean-mugged (Mean-mugged)
With all your little thugs, go pop a bottle of bub
And think about it first (Please), hey, drink away your problems
Before a nigga out here on these streets help you solve 'em
See, I ain't mad at ya (Mad at ya), I'm just tryna relax ya
And teach you somethin', homie, before them killers snatch ya
I try to keep it thorough (Keep it thorough), done been around the world (Around the world)
And never understood how a man could act like a girl (Like a girl)
But see I'm just a squirrel, and this is your world (Your world)
And I wish you the best, so get it off your chest, nigga

[Chorus: Tarboy & Ebony Eyez]
Money ain't never move me (Nah), dog, this ain't a movie (This ain't a movie)
This is real life (Life), so why you tryna do me? (Huh)
Sit back and relax (Relax), and think about the past
And make your next move your best, it might be your last (Uh)
Look, money ain't never move me (Nope), bitch, this ain't a movie (Uh-uh)
This is real life (Yeah), so why you tryna do me? (Huh)
Sit back and relax (Okay), and think about the past
And make your next move your best, it might be your last

[Verse 2: Ebony Eyez]
Louis done made my purse (Yeah), well, he ain't write this verse (Uh-uh)
Some people put they money first and don't care who they hurt
Always talkin' 'bout how they finna do this, finna do that (Uh-huh)
Finna get that new Benz and finna buy they girl a Cadillac
I try to mind my business, they strike at me with a vengeance
Don't know I'm young and vicious and know how to throw them fist-es (That's right)
Say I don't keep it real (What?), say I ain't got the skill (Please)
Mad 'cause I got a deal, give a fuck 'bout how you feel (Uh-huh)
I represent the streets and that's the way you gotta be (Gotta be)
And when my album drop, some people gon' be mad at me (Mad at me)
Bitches don't wanna listen (Uh-uh), don't wanna play position (Uh-uh)
Ain't got a pot to piss in, but they call they self dissin' (Psh)
Your next move should always be your best move
Never follow what the rest do, and they'll respect you (Know that)
'Cause money come and go (Uh-huh), don't front like you don't know (Uh-uh)
And when it's all spent up and gone, you ain't got shit to show (Damn)

[Chorus: Tarboy, Ebony Eyez & J-Kwon]
Money ain't never move me (Nah), dog, this ain't a movie (This ain't a movie)
This is real life (It's real life), so why you tryna do me? (Uh-huh)
Sit back and relax (Relax), and think about the past
And make your next move your best, it might be your last
Look, money ain't never move me, bitch, this ain't a movie
This is real life, so why you tryna do me? (Uh-huh, I mean, this my story)
Sit back and relax, and think about the past (Okay, but like, who am I, right?)
And make your next move your best, it might be your last (Right? Right)

[Verse 3: J-Kwon & Tarboy]
Now my baby mama hate the fact, now that I'm gettin' scratch
So she go and react, hold up, man, matter of fact
Now that I'm thinkin' back, when I ain't had no scratch
No ice or no 'Lac, hold up, Kwon, rewind it back
Now when she go and react, that's when I hate the fact
I laid her on her back (Hold up, man, don't say that)
Nah, let me spit the facts, y'all know I love my son
But she only care about if he got some Air Force Ones
Now ain't that shit dumb? Now where we both come from
Like all your life, you grew up runnin' around spendin' funds
We was broke as Hammer, t-shirts for pajamas
Cribs small as llamas, eatin' Corn Flakes and bananas
Now it's vests and Hummers, we fucked the whole summer
The only reason 'cause your man he tryna take me under
So now I sit and wonder, like I ain't got no clue
And yes, it's true, that the money might have moved you

[Chorus: Tarboy & Ebony Eyez]
Money ain't never move me (Yeah), dog, this ain't a movie (This ain't a movie)
This is real life (This is real life), so why you tryna do me? (Huh)
Sit back and relax (Relax), and think about the past
And make your next move your best, it might be your last
Look, money ain't never move me (Nah), bitch, this ain't a movie (Uh-huh)
This is real life (Okay), so why you tryna do me? (Huh)
Sit back and relax (Yeah), and think about the past (Uh-huh)
And make your next move your best, it might be your last (Okay)

[Outro: Tarboy & Ebony Eyez]
Money ain't never moved me
This is real life
Yeah
Sit back and relax
And make your next move your best, it might be your last