Lil Baby lays it all bare on Real Shit, the raw gut-punch closer to his compilation album THE LEAK$, which hit streaming platforms December 3, 2025, via Quality Control Music and Motown Records, and it lands like a late-night drive through Zone 4, windows down, replaying every scar and come-up that got you here.
Baby’s never been one to sugarcoat the view from the bottom, and this track digs deepest into that. He cut it solo in a late-night session at his Atlanta spot back in early 2024, before leaks started floating around fan circles, with a moody trap beat from Wheezy that lets those 808s thump like a heartbeat under pressure. It’s classic Baby: measured flow building to that urgent edge, unpacking the weight of fake love, a bro locked up living through a phone, and youngins looking up while he fights to lead right.
Themes hit on karma you can’t dodge, trust shattered by what you’ve seen, and that endless paper chase—evictions, absent dads, mama holding it down like a true gangster. No hooks, just verses that feel like confessions, tying back to the EP’s whole vibe of flipping those old leaks into something polished but unfiltered, like he’s reclaiming the narrative before the next big drop.
THE LEAK$ kicks off with the bouncy All On Me alongside G Herbo, rolls into the reflective Plenty, and seals with this one, all orbiting that street-to-stardom grind without guests stealing shine. The concept’s straight from Baby: take the snippets that got out, build around them, and drop it official to remind folks what’s real.
Baby’s in a reflective pocket right now, two projects deep in 2025 after WHAM’s massive start, fresh off headlining Rolling Loud Miami where he tested these cuts live and had the crowd finishing his bars. At 30, with the game testing him harder—beef rumors, label shifts—he’s leaning into that elder statesman role, turning personal mess into music that mentors without preaching. It’s him saying he’s built different, ducking drama but owning the past.
X caught wind quick after the midnight drop, fans clipping lines about the Hellcat spins and trust issues over old Zone 4 footage, with #RealShit tags stacking reactions like “this the Baby we needed” and debates on if it’s EP fire or album preview. Threads are full of OGs breaking down the nods to his first advance still in the stash. If WHAM was the flex, this feels like the reset that hits home.
Dive into the Real Shit lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other THE LEAK$ tracks for more of Lil Baby’s grounded hustle.
Lyrics of Real Shit by Lil Baby
[Verse]
Real Atlanta, I’m From A Zone,
Up The Street From The Dome (I’m From The 4)
Came Up Gettin’ Our Hustle On, Livin’ Legend Off Of Strong
Bro Still Sellin’ Bricks, Can’t Knock His Hustle, Shit To Each His Own
Lot Of Fake Love, They Only Call You When They Need A Loan
Bro In The Box Ready To Come Home,
For Now He Livin’ Through A Phone (Free The Bro)
Told Me He Ain’t Worried ’bout No Nigga ‘less He Can Fly A Drone
Know Them Young Niggas Look Up To Me, So I Can’t Lead ’em On
Watchin’ What I Talk About, I’m The Leader, So I Can’t Tell ’em Wrong
Young Crew, They Break In Cars (Strikers), Jack Boys They Still Robbin’
G Dawg Dem Been Gone For Damn Near A Dub And They Steady Mobbin’
Shit Wasn’t Always Great, I Had To Wait, I Stayed Down For My Come Up
Every Day, I’m Paper Chasin’, My Bank Account Need Another Comma
Tryna Stay Away From The Drama, Never Runnin’ From My Karma
Anything I Did, I Stand Behind It, Momma Raised A G
Coward Is Somethin’ I’ll Never Be, Hellcat Spinnin’ Up The Street (Skrrt)
Trackhawk Bulletproof The Jeep, None Of This Shit Ain’t Come With Ease
My B**ch Told Me, She Won’t Never Leave, Now She On Another Team
Saw My Pain, It Made Me T’d, Never Been A One To Grieve (No)
Naked B**ches On My Feed, I Don’t Like Her ‘less She Mean
Trust Issues, I Don’t F**k With People (I Can’t),
Blame It On The Shit I Seen (I Seen It All)
Had Fannie Watchin’ My Food Savings
While She Was Pregnant With Dude Baby (No Shit)
But It Wasn’t No Food Savin’, Whole Lotta Green Shit
Tryna Shake My Demons, Keep Callin’ The Lean Man
Keep Rollin’ This Weed Up, I Been Through Some Real Shit
Come Home To The Lights Off, Furniture In The Front Yard (Eviction)
Had To Stay In Hotels, Daddy Wasn’t Nowhere Around
My Mama A Real Gangster,
She Held It Together (She Did), No Matter The Circumstance, Yeah
Superstar, Fill Up The Stands, Goin’ For It When I Get The Chance
Dog Shit Stay In My Pants, In My Hand, In My Bag
I Still Got My First Advance, Showin’ Bro How To Buy Some Land
We Gotta Make This Money Last, Hate You Let Them Niggas Gas You
Get Rich While I Duck The Task Force, What More Can A Nigga Ask For?
Belt To Ass, We Really Tap Shit, Majority Of These Niggas Cappin’
Really Put It Down On Plaza, Really Put In Down On Bridges
Really Put It Down On Sparks, ’round My Way, I’m A Livin’ Legend
Rotc, Bro, Them Steppin’, All The Secrets I Done Kept ’em
Where Them Bags At? I’ll Go Get ’em, Bring ’em Back, Let Brodem Sell ’em
Every Day, I’m Fightin’ The Devil, Put That Lil’ B**ch On A Pedestal
Won’t Do It Again, Never, Shit Gettin’ Real, I’m Movin’ Careful
Yeah
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