Reality (feat. K.D.C.)

I was too young to be caring about a status
Only thing I wanted was a mattress
Now I have two phones, and each a matching Patek
Do I even deserve to live lavish
And it took three shots, was nervous had to pass it
Started Kobe, then changed into Magic
Niggas had they doubts, but I'm not one to have it
I'm not one to sit around and panic

Never had a reason, they took me for granted, now they're switching like a season
Mama taught me lessons, but I still don't know the meaning
Sweeping up the competition like I'm spring cleaning
I just caught a dub, now I'm feinding
Niggas stay federal, these niggas just be policing
Niggas claim hetero, but these niggas be dick eating
Knew she was a liar, her best quality's deceiving
That's just how it goes, always do the most
I just took my baddie, now we chilling on the coast
Balling like I'm Royce O'Neal, I pulled up in a Rolls
Neat, tidy, shine and fix the lighting
Super slimy, niggas stay fighting
Got it out the mud with my brothers right behind me
She a straight fox, but she's used to hard swiping
Hot head, take it out by writing
Wavy every song I make, I'm sliding
True talent's still hiding

I was too young to be caring about a status
Only thing I wanted was a mattress
Now I have two phones, and each a matching Patek
Do I even deserve to live lavish
And it took three shots, was nervous had to pass it
Started Kobe, then changed into Magic
Niggas had they doubts, but I'm not one to have it
I'm not one to sit around and panic

Back then, they said I wouldn't make it
Now I'm counting up their praises while they changing
Back then, my time was getting wasted
Now these hoes mad cause I got them waiting
I was just a little nigga with a big dream
Fake niggas on the rise, man, you know they scheming
Young niggas on the rise, tryna shop at Neiman's
Now I'm serving every fiend when you know they need it
I just live for the moment, I can't dwell on the past
Thinking bout my dawg for real, wish I could get him back
Leave my bros behind, no, I'ma put them on the map
Speak the shit right from the soul, no, I ain't faking that
I know shit won't be the same
They're going to try to take it out my pockets, I'ma let it rain
I can't stop until I get these diamonds on the Cuban chains
NGN and FPE forever running through my veins

I was too young to be caring about a status
Only thing I wanted was a mattress
Now I have two phones, and each a matching Patek
Do I even deserve to live lavish
And it took three shots, was nervous had to pass it
Started Kobe, then changed into Magic
Niggas had they doubts, but I'm not one to have it
I'm not one to sit around and panic



Credits
Writer(s): Zayin Barnes
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