Real - Havelock

You wanna get a big house

A good girl, and a gold grille?

Faking doesn’t make you real

Your dreams are so American

My beats are so irrelevant

Big train energy

Opioids and a sea of felonies

Paper thin plasticine

Covering individuality

Pose for the Polaroid

And prove you’re not broken, token boy

Your has lost its voice

You’re picking up what’s left

Of fashionable dregs like

You wanna get a big house

A good girl, and a gold grille?

Faking doesn’t make you real

Your dreams are so American

My beats are so irrelevant

Pimped out everything

Boys and girls idolizing beauty queens

Pigment, shades of green

Skin tone blending into fantasies

Pose for the Polaroid

And prove you’re not broken, token boy

Your has lost its voice

You’re picking up what’s left

Of fashionable dregs like

You wanna get a big house

A good girl, and a gold grille?

Faking doesn’t make you real

Your dreams are so American

My beats are so irrelevant

I blame this awful aim for fame

From my sister’s complex

It’s a twisted vault, an abysmal sport

For material objects

Your friends that you confide in

Are they loyal?

Are they bonafide?

And do they keep you smilin'

Or would they hang you out for dryin'?

'Cause you wanna get a big house

A good girl, and a gold grille

Faking doesn’t make you real

Your dreams are so American

My beats are so irrelevant (Baby)

You wanna get a big house

A good girl, and a gold grille?

(And a gold grille)

Faking doesn’t make you real

Your dreams are so American (They're so American)

My beats are so irrelevant

You wanna get a big house

A good girl, and a gold grille?

Faking doesn’t make you real

Your dreams are so American

My beats are so irrelevant