ReAliTy ChEcK Lyrics

I hit the joint and then had a lil reality check

Feeling shitty

Cause I know I ain't been giving my best

You see life been testing me

She got her foot on my neck

Yo Fuck that bitch

She'll be ok if I just give her some dick

I've been running up my numbers

Slackers want me to stop

Every time I drop a single

Niggas want it to flop

I've been patient

Making moves climbing my way to the top

I'm leaving niggas at the bottom

They gone think I'm the Rock

Yo

I'm ready to work

I handle my business

Don't need no suit and tie

Work on my own

Don't work with these niggas

Cause all they do is lie

I'm in the zone

I got tunnel vision

These millions on my mind

Just got a call

She fucking my hommies

Click that shit no surprise

Out here pulling baddies in my H&M clothes

I'll be damned if I go broke while out here

Chasing these hoes

I've been sticking to the system

On my X's and O's

Got niggas mad

Because the exes pulling up to my Shows

Sheesh

Uuuuu that's a reality check

Bitches leave you hanging

When you ain't at yo best

Friends change on you

When they see you up next

Never by your side

When your life is a mess

Uuuu this a reality check

Ghosting everybody

When I can't handle stress

Say I'm not a slave

But rocking chains on my neck

I'm a work in progress

God is not finished yet

I hit the joint and then had a lil reality check

Feeling better

Cause I see I'm not no worst than the rest

Staying focused on the mission

Got some bands to collect

And anybody hating on me

They can suck on my dick (beep)

Had a dream that I had made it

On the charts number one

I Won a Grammy

On the stage hugging my daughter and son

Thanking God

Cause I see all of the ways that he made

I get a call

My baby mama

Wanna throw me some shade

It don't matter who you are

Success gone come with some hate

Many love to see you fail

Cause then to them you relate

Many will shit on yo name

And then tell you to be great

That's why I cut off anybody

If they show me they fake

Fuck you, fuck him, fuck her, fuck yall

Won't give you bitch niggas a crumb

Not even sweat from my balls

Hope I leave you feeling shitty

Like the stains in my drawls

Don't want to let a nigga shine

Just want to point out my flaws

Haaaaa

Uuuuu that's a reality check

Bitches leave you hanging

When you ain't at yo best

Friends change on you

When they see you up next

Never by your side

When your life is a mess

Uuuu this a reality check

Ghosting everybody

When I can't handle stress

Say I'm not a slave

But rocking chains on my neck

I'm a work in progress

God is not finished yet