Altered Reality
They singled me out, they hate that I made it
I figured you out, leave you dead on the pavement
Pockets full of pounds, do it all in the making
I'm over the clouds, see the heavenly savior
Save it for later, stack towers of paper
On my own, I got the goons and they cater
Get the bag, how much do you wanna wager
Get the bag, damage I do could be major
Would it make sense if I showed up right now
I grew up from nothing
I'll tell you what it's about
I got family from the south
And you know what we about
I got family from the south
Yeah, huh
Ahh
Yeah, KT my name, I hope I could sell
I go out the way, they mad I could tell
Never complain through heaven and hell
I'm not gonna lie, I'm not feeling too well
The girl of my dreams with a dude, she fell
Not gon' be mad, I'm not gonna yell
'Cause when I get mad, they'll start yelling for help
I'm not playing games
Take you off of the earth
I wish you knew me, you wouldn't say a word
I devise a plan. Throw your ass to the curb
The mo' fucking chopper, it sings, it chirps
You take me for granted, I'm taking my turn
I'm at your place early, I couldn't be heard
She's coming prepared and I'm lovin' her skirt
You better not touch her 'cause I'm going first
Like spending two thousand on a mo' fucking purse
All this love I get on the gram
Damn, I love it, yeah
All this music I do, man it's lit
I be stunting, yeah
You really underestimated me
I think it's funny, yeah
You really underestimated me
They singled me out, they hate that I made it
I figured you out, leave you dead on the pavement
Pockets full of pounds, do it all in the making
I'm over the clouds, see the heavenly savior
Save it for later, stack towers of paper
On my own, I got the goons and they cater
Get the bag, how much do you wanna wager
Get the bag, damage I do could be major
I figured you out, leave you dead on the pavement
Pockets full of pounds, do it all in the making
I'm over the clouds, see the heavenly savior
Save it for later, stack towers of paper
On my own, I got the goons and they cater
Get the bag, how much do you wanna wager
Get the bag, damage I do could be major
Would it make sense if I showed up right now
I grew up from nothing
I'll tell you what it's about
I got family from the south
And you know what we about
I got family from the south
Yeah, huh
Ahh
Yeah, KT my name, I hope I could sell
I go out the way, they mad I could tell
Never complain through heaven and hell
I'm not gonna lie, I'm not feeling too well
The girl of my dreams with a dude, she fell
Not gon' be mad, I'm not gonna yell
'Cause when I get mad, they'll start yelling for help
I'm not playing games
Take you off of the earth
I wish you knew me, you wouldn't say a word
I devise a plan. Throw your ass to the curb
The mo' fucking chopper, it sings, it chirps
You take me for granted, I'm taking my turn
I'm at your place early, I couldn't be heard
She's coming prepared and I'm lovin' her skirt
You better not touch her 'cause I'm going first
Like spending two thousand on a mo' fucking purse
All this love I get on the gram
Damn, I love it, yeah
All this music I do, man it's lit
I be stunting, yeah
You really underestimated me
I think it's funny, yeah
You really underestimated me
They singled me out, they hate that I made it
I figured you out, leave you dead on the pavement
Pockets full of pounds, do it all in the making
I'm over the clouds, see the heavenly savior
Save it for later, stack towers of paper
On my own, I got the goons and they cater
Get the bag, how much do you wanna wager
Get the bag, damage I do could be major
Credits
Writer(s): Jahquan Williams
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