Reality Is
Symba
3:13Yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga I said the world fucked up, nigga (You niggas just don't understand) What you gon' do about it? Talkin' to me? Huh? Me? (Yeah, you) Well, I plan to get rich (Okay) I plan to succeed through the chaos You feel me? (Ayy) Pillow talkin' on a hunnid thousand Moonwalkin' over mountains, that's four hunnid ounces When I was younger, I prayed for this power I just wish they would've told me this Don't come with flowers (It don't) Never lived in public housin' Mama always found a way to keep us grounded (Love you, mama) Nanny died, my family got divided My uncle lost his mind, that nigga never found it In a generation of validation Where niggas always on vacation from they mama basement These bitches turned these niggas to an occupation If pussy was runnin' to 'em, these niggas still'll chase it My auntie said back in the day, all that snitchin' was dangerous These days, once you glorify it, it makes you famous (Swear it do) But I can't fall into the matrix Nowadays, doin' features get you caught up in cases (Cases) I mean, I played this shit nice enough, long enough It's a lot of niggas who feel like they can't cheer for A nigga 'cause they had nothin' to do with the success I understand, you hate it Huh, now watch this shit, you bitch ass nigga, you I'm in million dollar meetings now (Meetings now) Niggas think I'm changin' 'cause I ain't Bring 'em (They wasn't understandin') You ever seen a hunnid million dollars? Huh? Nigga, me neither So how the fuck could you tell me to play my situation Like you would when you ain't never been in it? (Facts) If you know all the answers, why you ain't did it or ain't winnin'? You niggas with opinions need to go apply to be critics (Facts) I mean, look at Akademiks (Huh?) That nigga rich as most of you niggas that's out here killin' The rap game got fucked up when street niggas realized Rappers was makin' more money than drug dealers (That's facts) I'm somewhere out in Kona off tequila and Corona (Corona) Came a long way from throwin' parties in Pomona (Yeah) I still double back on all my exes just to show 'em They could be livin' like my baby mama if they focused, nigga Why you always wanna wait 'til it's too late to do great? I mean, think about it I told you how this shit was gon' look, I told you It's 'bout three of you niggas who got deals because of me Get out of line and I'ma let it be known, nigga