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REALITY
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(ay, stoic be good)
Evan said he wants to make a hit
I told him, "say the word"
Every real event is just a fairytale or fable first
They said the scene is "dead"
I'm dropping every week to break the curse
I only fuck with tens, but if I'm high, I'd crack an eight in Turks
Still be on that paper trace, my ankle weights
Labels botting streams, ya'll see it's pay-to-play
Told Dave to try some 808's
I made the case that if we tweak the sound a little bit
The whole scene will find it's saving grace
I don't give a fuck about a schmuck who says he fucks with me
Then fronts behind my back, to hit the max and pulls a gun on me
'Cause he gon' turn around and see lil' shawty in my custody
I'm twenty steps ahead, reality is such a luxury
Now it's huntin' season, Hunger Games is comin'
Don't be runnin' for no bloody reason
Why am i not in a big three? That shit is fuckin' treason
Keep it tucked and toughen up, then strut until the people see it
Because the people need it, and sometimes i feel like Liam Neeson
Come at me with overconfidence, you'll probably leave in pieces
He's facetious, put him on a stake 'til he start seein' Jesus
All this brain-rotting, talkin' about dementia
Feel the tension breakin' through the force instead of four dimensions
More is plenty, get a little more, now they're playin' catch up
Not like when you lead the race
They're seein' red, don't let 'em get ya
Pop, pop, he got gotten 'cause his souls rotten
There ain't no stoppin' all the body-droppin'
False prophets steady makin' deals, but they ain't makin' progress
Give his catalogue an auction, nobody gon' make a profit
Nobody gon' take the chance, but everyone gon' break the promise
Say you got a bright future, that's a mortgage in their pockets
That's a PJ to the tropics, that's the fortune that they're hoggin'
That is why I wake up, hit record, and then I get to talkin'
I always get to talkin'
They too quiet, use the missile option
Got one life, they risk it often
Y'all should be a little cautious
Walkin' 'round like you ain't spent a hundred racks on crystal watches
I'm just tryna raise the bar like checkin' if the Xanax real
I hold it up and ask myself if this is worth the whole ordeal
I'll peep myself inside the mirror and pray my face ain't turnin' teal
Ain't wakin' up until my tepid life is worth a hundred mil
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