Real Things Lyrics & Chords By Faith Evans

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability
You and me

A white house surrounded by a picket fence on a hill
A black Cadillac, a backpack filled with hundred dollar bills
It's all good for nothing love
That's not what we're made of
Can I sell to you for no price
The real things of life

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability
You and me

The swipe of a credit card substitutes what is real
Buying expensive gifts for the sake of what you feel
Is not really showing love
That it's not what we're made of
Spending the cash won't keep right
The real things in life

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability
You and me

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability
You and me

Here is a quote to memorize
Minimize on merchandise
Maximize and recognize
The realness in life

Be advised you are the sight
You jeopardize all that's right
Prove down the sides your real life
You've lost your pride

Security Serenity Stability
The therapy the memories the unity
The loyalty the honesty the sanity
Familiar... predictability
You and me

Security Serenity Stability
The therapy the memories the unity
The loyalty the honesty the sanity
(Let me tell you right now)
Familiar... predictability
You and me