Reality Check

Yeah it's shifty
Fuck a reality check, nigga I need more money
More money
Yeah look me in my eyes call it facing fears

You never been this cool, ever since they cut my umbilical
Mixing fluids with a baddie like a chemist do
My circle lit like a satanic ritual
Your life pitiful, yourself should get rid of you
Splitting bread with my mans, it's not the last slice
I bet been doing this shit since my past life
You know the cash right, wifey ass mad nice
Feeling like cam shorty go and get your wet wipes
Repping chaos, maintaining my sanity
If a nigga owe you paper, chop down his family tree
Drugs and girls damage me
But i got these bitches popping 30's like it's plan B
These rappers food leaving bodies in my pantry
Yeah don't panic, shooter wave the stick gambit, got damn it
Catch me under my money tree on a hammock
Feel on top of the world just be understanding
After i conquer the planet
Toss a flash bang then i vanish bitch

Aye look
Fuck a reality check nigga i need more money
More money

NVR



Credits
Writer(s): Andre Currence
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