Reality Check
Baby No disrespect
I done worked to hard
To think you'll have a next
Jealous animosity
I see em as a threat
I'm working OT still running up
This check
Fuck a snap chat
I'm on pace to be the best
I'm on pace to be the best
You be talking down to me
Like I ain't gotta plan
Stay the fuck away from me
Leave it in the sand
I done played the bench roll
To be the bigger man
Had to Trust the process
When shit hit the fan
Where was you at
You ain't never lend a hand
So when I hit M
Don't expect a grand
Ima be in staples center
Hearing Guapo chants
Not even in a year
I gained 100k fans
Baby No disrespect
I done worked to hard
To think you'll have a next
Jealous animosity
I see em as a threat
I'm working OT still running up
This check
Fuck a snap chat
I'm on pace to be the best
I'm up next
I was tryna flex
I was tryna get it on my own
Fuck the sex
I just need the bands
I just want the whip
When and got it
And my parents brand new crib
We was on the low
Remember being damn near Broke
But I just kept it steady
And I had stay right low
I just played the role
I just played the bench
So when I become star
Nigga you'll see in the end
I done played this role
Nigga and it's not pretend
Baby no disrespect
You the baddest in the party
But I gotta move to the left
I gotta lot up on my mind
Last thing I wan do is have Regrets
I been tryna get my bands
Fuck Instagram post n a flex
Real life is where I'm at
Reality check in
I done worked to hard
To think you'll have a next
Jealous animosity
I see em as a threat
I'm working OT still running up
This check
Fuck a snap chat
I'm on pace to be the best
I'm on pace to be the best
You be talking down to me
Like I ain't gotta plan
Stay the fuck away from me
Leave it in the sand
I done played the bench roll
To be the bigger man
Had to Trust the process
When shit hit the fan
Where was you at
You ain't never lend a hand
So when I hit M
Don't expect a grand
Ima be in staples center
Hearing Guapo chants
Not even in a year
I gained 100k fans
Baby No disrespect
I done worked to hard
To think you'll have a next
Jealous animosity
I see em as a threat
I'm working OT still running up
This check
Fuck a snap chat
I'm on pace to be the best
I'm up next
I was tryna flex
I was tryna get it on my own
Fuck the sex
I just need the bands
I just want the whip
When and got it
And my parents brand new crib
We was on the low
Remember being damn near Broke
But I just kept it steady
And I had stay right low
I just played the role
I just played the bench
So when I become star
Nigga you'll see in the end
I done played this role
Nigga and it's not pretend
Baby no disrespect
You the baddest in the party
But I gotta move to the left
I gotta lot up on my mind
Last thing I wan do is have Regrets
I been tryna get my bands
Fuck Instagram post n a flex
Real life is where I'm at
Reality check in
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Writer(s): Russell Thomas
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