Real Talk @freek-banning-freestyle by Freek Tosh Jojo @RealTalk ​

Virtual Jam Session Real Talk ⁨@freek-banning-freestyle⁩ by Freek Tosh Jojo
Yo, listen up, I ain't preachin',
Just spittin' real, no cappin’, no reachin’.
Life hit hard, so you gotta hit back,
Stay on your toes, don’t get caught in the trap.
(Verse 1)
Wanna know what they think? Make 'em mad,
Then they talk, now you know who fake, who rad.
I seen fools act wise, tryna flex,
But wisdom ain't built on some IG texts.
Walk where no man ever stepped,
Leave no prints, just take respect.
Two dudes, one window, same street,
One sees dirt, the other see dreams.
(Chorus)
Smile when you hurt, never let ‘em see you fold,
Fake friends vanish when the nights get cold.
You want truth? Make ‘em laugh first,
Or they put you in the dirt, head on a shirt.
(Verse 2)
Don’t fight the same war twice,
Or your enemy learns all your price.
Fear no man, ‘cause rude just means real,
They show their colors, now you know the deal.
Work with no love? That’s livin’ in chains,
Be a king at home, in the streets stay game.
Knowledge is free, but wisdom’s a cost,
You can’t buy soul, some things get lost.
(Bridge)
Fake friends like shadows, ridin’ in the sun,
But when the night comes? They the first to run.
Balance your dreams with the mess of the street,
If you keep it real, you’ll never know defeat.
(Outro)
Respect ain't given, it's earned in the fire,
Spit truth, stay fly, never be a liar.
Keep learnin’, knowledge don’t end,
Brooklyn mentality, to the very last breath.
"Hustle & Pain"
(Intro – Spoken)
Ayo, life ain't sweet, it's cold in these blocks,
Stay sharp, stay real, or end up in a box.
No handouts, no love, just moves to make,
Learn the game, or the streets gon’ take.
(Verse 1)
Wanna see a man's heart? Make him mad,
Now you see who's solid, who just talkin’ bad.
Wisdom ain’t books, it’s scars on ya skin,
It’s losin’ some fights just to learn how to win.
Walk where no man left no tracks,
No map, just grind, ain't no lookin’ back.
Two fools starin’ out the same damn glass,
One sees the stars, the other sees trash.
(Pre-Chorus)
Fake love like a shadow in the sunlight,
Gone in the dark, so keep ya circle tight.
You want truth? Better make ‘em laugh first,
Or they turn snake, put ya name in the dirt.
(Chorus – Hook)
Smile through the pain, never show no fear,
Enemies lurkin’, gotta watch who near.
Respect ain't given, gotta snatch that crown,
Ain't no love when the chips go down.
(Verse 2)
Fight the same war? Fool, that’s a trap,
Now your enemy know how to stab yo’ back.
Rude ain’t rude, it’s real talk, no cap,
Rather a raw dog than a snake in ya lap.
Work wit’ no love? Bruh, that’s a cage,
Die slow inside, just wastin’ ya days.
Knowledge ain’t books, it’s moves that you make,
Loyalty’s rare, keep that shit safe.
(Bridge – Dark & Heavy)
Fake ones ride ‘til the sun go down,
When the money dry up, they ain't come around.
Balance ya dreams wit’ the weight of the block,
If you keep it too real, they gon’ call you a opp.
(Outro – Final Words)
Never flex too hard, keep ya hustle low,
Streets watch close, they don’t love no soul.
Keep learnin’, keep grindin’, knowledge don’t end,
Trust ya gut, ‘cause even friends pretend.
"Talk Less, Flex More"
(Intro – Dark & Heavy)
Ayo, streets don’t love you, better love yourself,
Ain’t no handouts, gotta get it yaself.
They fake when you up, they laugh when you down,
So I keep my .40 close, never play like a clown.
(Verse 1 – Hard Lessons from the Jungle)
Wanna know a man? Make him mad,
Now you see who real, who just actin’ bad.
Loyalty thin, like a blade on ya neck,
Smile in ya face but they plottin’ ya check.
I seen ‘em switch for a chain and some clout,
Talk like they ‘bout it, but die for a drought.
Two dudes, one block, same scene,
One move like a boss, the other still a fiend.
(Pre-Chorus – Hustler’s Code)
Fake love like hoes in the VIP,
They ride when you ball, then ghost when you bleed.
You want truth? Better make ‘em laugh first,
Or they turn snake, put ya name in the dirt.
(Chorus – Survival Anthem)
Smile through the struggle, never beg, never break,
Gold on my wrist but my soul hold the weight.
Respect ain't given, gotta snatch that crown,
Whole team solid, we ain’t never back down.
(Verse 2 – From the Trenches to the Throne)
I don’t spin blocks twice, I just move,
If a snake pop up, then he meet with the tool.
Ain’t no peace, just war, just checks, just bread,
A broke man hate, but a rich one dead.
Work wit’ no love? Bruh, that’s a grave,
Rather chase bags than be stuck as a slave.
Knowledge ain't books, it’s the scars that you got,
Money don’t change you, it expose who you not.
(Bridge – Street Gospel)
Fake ones ride ‘til the Lambo stop,
When the money slow down, they the first to drop.
Balance ya dreams wit’ the weight of the block,
Keep it too real? Now they call you a opp.
(Outro – Final Boss Energy)
Talk less, flex more, stay low, stack high,
One false move, see ya name in the sky.
Keep learnin’, keep grindin’, knowledge don’t end,
Trust ya gut, ‘cause even friends pretend.