Kendrick Lamar – Real (feat. Anna Wise) Lyrics

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Kendrick Lamar (feat. Anna Wise)

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"Real." - Kendrick Lamar (feat. Anna Wise)

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 08:43 pm

Album: good kid, m.A.A.d city (Deluxe Version)

Track No: 11

I do what I wanna do
I say what I wanna say
When I feel, and I
Look in the mirror and know I'm there
With my hands in the air
I'm proud to say, yeah
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I promise that I know you very well
Your eyes never lie even if they tell
Sweet lullabies that come with a smell
Of a dozen roses flipping down a green hill
You living in a world that come with plan B
'Cause plan A never relay a guarantee
And plan C never could say just what it was
And your plans only can pan around love
You love him, you love them, you love her
You love so much, you love when love hurts
You love red bottom and gold that say "Queen"
You love handbag on the waist of your jean
You love French tip and trip that paid for
You love bank slip that tell you he paid more
You love a good hand whenever the card dealt
But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?
I do what I wanna do
I say what I wanna say
When I feel, and I
Look in the mirror and know I'm there
With my hands in the air
I'm proud to say, yeah
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real 'cause before you know it, everything's gone
I promise that I know you very well
Your eyes never lie even if they fell
Out the sky and your optics turn stale
Where they mold that's green, I can see you fit the bill
Of livin' in a world that come with plan B
'Cause plan A only can make another mistake
And you can't see success coming from plan C
When it all breaks, you'll still say you're lovely
And love them and love when you love her
You love so much, you love when love hurts
You love fast cars and dead presidents old
You love fast women, you love keepin' control
Of everything that you love, you love beef
You love streets, you love running, ducking police
You love your hood, might even love it to death
But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?
I do what I wanna do
I say what I wanna say
When I feel, and I
Look in the mirror and know I'm there
With my hands in the air
I'm proud to say, yeah
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real 'cause before you know it, everything's gone
The reason why I know you very well
'Cause we have the same eyes, can't you tell?
The days I tried to cover up and conceal
My pride, it only made it harder for me to deal
When living in a world that come with plan B
A scapegoat 'cause plan A don't come free
And plan C just an excuse like, "Because"
Or the word, "But," but what if I got love?
I love them, I love when I love her
I love so much, I love when love hurts
I love first verse 'cause you're the girl I attract
I love second verse 'cause you're the homie that pack
Burner like a stovetop that love cooking from scratch
I love what the both of you have to offer, in fact
I love it so much, I don't love anything else
But what love got to do with it when I don't love myself
To the point I should hate everything I do love?
Should I hate living my life inside the club?
Should I hate her for watching me for that reason?
Should I hate him for telling me that I'm seizin'?
Should I hate them for telling me ball out?
Should I hate street credibility? I'm talkin' 'bout
Hating all money, power, respect in my will
Or hating the fact none of that shit make me real
Kenny, I ain't trippin' off them dominoes no more
Just calling, sorry to hear what happened to your homeboy
But don't learn the hard way like I did, homie
Any **** can kill a man, that don't make you a real ****
Real is responsibility, real is taking care of your motherfuckin' family
Real is God, ****
I do what I wanna do
I say what I wanna say
When I feel, and I
Look in the mirror and know I'm there
With my hands in the air
I'm proud to say, yeah
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real, I'm really, really real
I'm real, I'm real 'cause before you know it, everything's gone
Alright, that's all I wanted to tell you
Just make sure you call us back when you get this message
Here go your mama
Boy, you better have my car on full, all this time you done had my damn car
But look, I ain't trippin'
Look, the neighbors said they seen you and your little friends over there by Food 4 Less
They was preaching to you, over there tellin' you about the good book
And right about now, that's what y'all need
Oh, and Top Dawg called the house, too
I guess he want you and Dave to come to the studio
But look, you take that music business serious, shit
Put out something me and your dad can step to
'Cause shit, you know we from Chicago, you know that's what we do
Sing my song, it's all for you, sing my song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you, sing my song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you, sing my song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you, sing my song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you, sing my song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you, sing my song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you, sing my song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you, sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Or come back a man
Tell your story to these Black and brown kids in Compton
Let 'em know you was just like them
But you still rose from that dark place of violence
Becoming a positive person
But when you do make it, give back with your words of encouragement
And that's the best way to give back to your city
And I love you, Kendrick
If I don't hear you knocking on the door
You know where I usually leave the key
Alright, talk to you later, bye

Writer(s): Kendrick Lamar & Terrace Martin.

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