Be For Real

[Intro]
Be for real
You ain't happy, you just loud, girl
Talkin' like a hater in a halo
Uh
[Verse 1]
Y'all swear somebody jealous
Girl, you ain't even happy, be for real
Clockin' every move like a time sheet
But your own life stuck on still
New wig, new post, same couch
Same drama, same doubt, same group chat mouth
You be poppin' off, phones out, tryna screen-record me
But your mirror show the one that you beefin' with, low-key
[Chorus]
Y'all swear somebody jealous
Girl, you ain't even happy, be for real (be for real)
You be watchin' from the bleachers
Countin' all my blessings like a bill (like a bill)
I don't want your man, your fit, your feel
You argue with the air, I just chase my meals
Y'all swear somebody jealous
Girl, you ain't even happy, be for real
[Verse 2]
You say I'm pressed, you obsessed, that's projection (mm)
Whole page built off my reflection
Screenshot my stories, zoom in, then zoom out
Study every little thing, but your bag runnin' out
I was broke, turned that to a blueprint
You was broke, turned that to a group rant
See the diff? I flip pain to a purse
You flip pain to a post, then a weak lil' verse
[Bridge]
Why you mad at me for the things you ain't did?
Why you blame my wins for the things you ain't risked?
You could text a plug, get a bag, mind your biz
But you'd rather type threads, spill tea, then miss
[low vocal register] Girl, listen
I ain't in your way, you in your position
[Chorus]

rap, Minimal, menacing trap beat with 3 a.m. parking-lot energy, female vocals. Dry, close-mic rap up front with sub-heavy bass and sparse hats; hook widens with stacked doubles and a detuned vocal layer tucked underneath. Occasional pitched vocal chops answer the main line. Keep the mix dark and tight, letting the low-end and snare crack carry the bounce., happy, hip hop