REAL!TY
[Intro]
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Find your love
Find control
Find your love
Find some soul
Find your love
Find control
Find your love
Find control
[Verse 1]
We love the city, but the city don't love us back
Matter fact, they just wanna see you swerve and crash
Ain't wanna fuck with me, now they wanna interact
Saying they my slime and slatt, thinking like "When was that?"
Take a second, wait before you get mad at me
How come no-one wanna hear the reality?
They tryna' gun you down if you live lavishly
Need protection if you make more than a salary
That's how it is, but it ain't how it had to be
They acting hard, but they sweet like some raspberries
Going down like a slope, here, grab some skis
And if it's perfect, they won't say that it's a masterpiece
[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
Run it up, ain't hearing ya' when y'all be slumped like indica
I be moving work, I be busting jugs
Counting up them bucks, boy you know what's up
Like neosporin I be in the cut
Like ace of spades, bitch I'm number one
Y'all get the bag then say you done?
I get the bag, then another one
Another one, and another one
I get a bag, then I triple 'em
Only 18 with 'bout 21
'Ima [?] to know what I'm on
House with an ocean view, bitch fuck a pond
Y'all playing games like pokemons
Say I smoke to much, need oxygen
I'm stacking Benjis, George Washington
Y'all pockets short, Nate Robinson
Get stepped over, I'm Iverson
Try to play me bitch-bitch, try again
Ain't thirty 'K, then why bother then
They ain't starved with you, now they keep tryna' eat
That's how it be, on my hip, where I keep the heat
Came from the dirt, 262, grab some cleats
Y'all gon' disappear like a stain after bleach
Fade away, take a seat, work at Farm & Fleet
Roll a eighth in a leaf, still can't go to sleep
Thinking to myself "Do you see what I see?"
But to be honest, it don't matter to me
'Cause I'm a one man band, I make guap no hands
Gotta support the fam', and I'm tryna' tour to Japan
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, then I don't understand
And they gon' cap on the 'Gram, but still gon' sit in the stands
They say keep your circle tight, I see 'em but don't make a difference
With my eyes, I'm a witness, they say they love me, but didn't
That's why I'm better by my lonely 'cause I know that I'm wit' it
Already know what I want, I just gotta get up and get it
In a race with myself because the clock aways ticking
Finna spark up a blunt, then I'ma go get to business
They be capping on they songs, yea, I know they ain't did it
I'm tryna' stack up to the ceiling while your pockets are [?]
They started to hit my line, it's time to go change your digits
They really do not fuck with you until it's last minute
[Outro]
Yea, Reesie on it
-trol
Find your love
Find control
Find your love
Find some soul
Find your love
Find control
Find your love
Find control
[Verse 1]
We love the city, but the city don't love us back
Matter fact, they just wanna see you swerve and crash
Ain't wanna fuck with me, now they wanna interact
Saying they my slime and slatt, thinking like "When was that?"
Take a second, wait before you get mad at me
How come no-one wanna hear the reality?
They tryna' gun you down if you live lavishly
Need protection if you make more than a salary
That's how it is, but it ain't how it had to be
They acting hard, but they sweet like some raspberries
Going down like a slope, here, grab some skis
And if it's perfect, they won't say that it's a masterpiece
[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
Run it up, ain't hearing ya' when y'all be slumped like indica
I be moving work, I be busting jugs
Counting up them bucks, boy you know what's up
Like neosporin I be in the cut
Like ace of spades, bitch I'm number one
Y'all get the bag then say you done?
I get the bag, then another one
Another one, and another one
I get a bag, then I triple 'em
Only 18 with 'bout 21
'Ima [?] to know what I'm on
House with an ocean view, bitch fuck a pond
Y'all playing games like pokemons
Say I smoke to much, need oxygen
I'm stacking Benjis, George Washington
Y'all pockets short, Nate Robinson
Get stepped over, I'm Iverson
Try to play me bitch-bitch, try again
Ain't thirty 'K, then why bother then
They ain't starved with you, now they keep tryna' eat
That's how it be, on my hip, where I keep the heat
Came from the dirt, 262, grab some cleats
Y'all gon' disappear like a stain after bleach
Fade away, take a seat, work at Farm & Fleet
Roll a eighth in a leaf, still can't go to sleep
Thinking to myself "Do you see what I see?"
But to be honest, it don't matter to me
'Cause I'm a one man band, I make guap no hands
Gotta support the fam', and I'm tryna' tour to Japan
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, then I don't understand
And they gon' cap on the 'Gram, but still gon' sit in the stands
They say keep your circle tight, I see 'em but don't make a difference
With my eyes, I'm a witness, they say they love me, but didn't
That's why I'm better by my lonely 'cause I know that I'm wit' it
Already know what I want, I just gotta get up and get it
In a race with myself because the clock aways ticking
Finna spark up a blunt, then I'ma go get to business
They be capping on they songs, yea, I know they ain't did it
I'm tryna' stack up to the ceiling while your pockets are [?]
They started to hit my line, it's time to go change your digits
They really do not fuck with you until it's last minute
[Outro]
Yea, Reesie on it