Reality

Bra, bra, we surpass, pop, smoke, imagine that shit, just fucking imagine, bra, thanks

to you that you fucking blessed me with this, I imagine, you know, you know what, I really

fucking appreciate you, I ain't got a lot of words to say, you know, like, trust me

that's all I got

I pray that all my dreams become Reality, pictures of my struggle, they be Hanging in

The gallery, swear to God that I'mma Be a better me, until there's nothing Left of

Me I pray that all my dreams become Reality, reality, I told my cuz stay out The streets

Come to the studio, I was with Boogie Doing OT at the rodeo, deep in them Trenches and

You know it that's just how it goes, we Selling drugs we using drugs cause we Ain't got no

Hope, I told my fonem don't you Worry I will never fold, fours with the Duce I used to