Reality Lyrics

Yeah, my line of work get hard

And I'm havin' all these thoughts and

Didn't wanna drive the Bentley, pulled up in a Porsche and

Plain jane rollie, two-tone

Plain jane rollie, cost me

I be splurgin', I-I-I just want it all

Countin' up Benjis, huh, countin' up Benjis, huh, yeah

Stand on business, follow your dreams until you hit M's

The bitch said I'm havin' an affair

Cause she think that I'm fuckin' her friend

Always talk shit, then I hit from the back

Like, why you runnin'

Uh, yeah, huh

Slap or kill em, I step in defenders

Don't care about fuckin' up, yeah

Changin' locations to see somethin' different

Enjoyin' life under the sun, huh

Gas in my lungs, I'ma keep smokin

Till I reach the top floor, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh

I'm throwin' up, lil' shawty sexy

I love the way how she arch her back

And she suck it sloppy, have you textin' her

Like, where's you at

I get the goodies, drop her off

Then I go take a nap, yeah

I get the goodies, drop her off

I've been livin' like a rockstar

You know she not on my roster

All these niggas wanna be me

Niggas be imposters

Ridin' round with my Glock, uh huh

This bitch hold hunnit shots, uh huh

I got chrome heart on my jeans

And I got crosses on my neck

These diamonds make her wet

Freak hoe, don't to me bout sex

I'm high as fuck feel like

I'm on a jet

Drivin' this bitch, hopin' I don't wreck

Go for it, I'm on the road for it

Hopin' she don't run away

Smokin' all my pain away

Just hopin' she'll stay

Hopin' she'll stay

Ahhh