Reality

It's lookin good but know this shit can get ugly
On the E-way high speeding tryna race to the money
Wether you stand for anything better than falling for nothing
Tryna condemn me but nobody got no room to be judging
Only time get to show me that you for me
I can't decide cause them words don't mean nothing
Im getting high I'm just tryna feel something
I need advice I'm just dealing with my conscious ooh oh

I pray no weapon formed against me shall prosper
All the envy in my friends I had to switch up my potnas
And how I came for my revenge they label me as a monster
When I ain't feeling man enough I get to blaming my father for why?
When I'm the one that's making choices determining life
I ain't gone beg you not to leave cause you is or you not
Reality ain't what it seem they just fake it for clout
I never question my belief God ain't letting me down
If I don't let it out then tell me where the pain go?
I hate to do it to the ones I love most
But the ones you love most tend to hurt you way more
Rather separate myself before I let the hate grow

It's lookin good but know this shit can get ugly
On the E-way high speeding tryna race to the money
Wether you stand for anything better than falling for nothing
Tryna condemn me but nobody got no room to be judging
Only time get to show me that you for me
I can't decide cause them words don't mean nothing
Im getting high I'm just tryna feel something
I need advice I'm just dealing with my conscious ooh oh

My thoughts ahead of me it's all my fault
The mic like therapy it's all I got
Can't show no mercy that was all I'm taught
You show disloyalty we all fall out
I let you fool me, I let you get up on me
Ain't sipping codeine no more I'm withdrawing
Goin through changes and growth I'm evolving
I'm painting pictures with sounds I'm a artist
One day I'm gone understand everything I've been through
You can love another man ion even need you
Heard she got a OnlyFans shit been getting evil
Barely let em' shake my hand people too deceitful
I'm all in my head,
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
Why I feel at war with myself
My heart versus my ego I don't know which to help

It's lookin good but know this shit can get ugly
On the E-way high speeding tryna race to the money
Wether you stand for anything better than falling for nothing
Tryna condemn me but nobody got no room to be judging
Only time get to show me that you for me
I can't decide cause them words don't mean nothing
Im getting high I'm just tryna feel something
I need advice I'm just dealing with my conscious ooh oh



Credits
Writer(s): Shawntrell Neasman
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