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lirik lagu my reality – rome streetz

my reality lyrics
[verse 1]
yo
check it
since youth my mind on money, had dreams of making it majorly
no role models to look up to, my hustle made the way for me
wanted more than what i had, said motherf*ck complacency
that top floor penthouse pad, that’s the place for me
she fronted when my pockets wasn’t lit, and now she chasin’ me
get #86 after she ride on the d*ck gracefully
she l*st for me, but i love this life more blatantly
you had better luck on the blade before you get some papes from me
n*ggas lost, they don’t understand the 4 devils hate and envy
son, your friends’ll plot against you when you rise levels
i need some land before a tie dye bezel
you n*ggas’d rather be broke than look rich, i guess you feel special
deal pebbles, rob, scam, or work for uncle sam
i seen a n*gga give his life to a bundle and odd then
that was my man, i miss him, this just some thug’s pain
in this life, you could either be king or a blood stain
knife in the knuckle, it’s too easy to have a gun game
we livin’ with regrets, f*cked up, stuck in one [?]

[chorus]
do whatever for the salary
crimes, drugs, pistols and b*tches, that’s my reality
seen a couple grams transform to a half a ki’
never slowin’ down for nothing, b*tch i live rapidly
do whatever for the salary
crimes, drugs, pistols and b*tches, that’s my reality
seen a couple grams transform to a half a ki’
never slowin’ down for nothing, b*tch i live rapidly
[verse 2]
you dumb, deaf and blind to the reality of this life of crime
infested nights the reason why i’m writin’ on my homies’ kites
cobra calibers, and tried to overflow the row with white
the devil want the god’s soul, but no, it don’t go for a price
it ain’t for sale, scale tales more vivid though
it’s dope and fentanyl in their needle, it’s not vivitrol
only over digits we go to war like a [?]
lately my only friends is the semi’, so you n*ggas know
it made my heart froze, cold as ice
one of my best friends died and he came back as a poltergeist
still movin’ sh*t, i see his image in the weed smoke
he relayed a message and told me i’m too legit
for slow n*ggas, this is tutoring, learn something
if you ain’t hustlin’ everyday you ain’t gon’ earn nothing
life a b*tch that i bust a nut in
brought my ideas to life, now she really lit all of a sudden

- rome streetz

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