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Reality (feat. YungJuu MLB) Video (MV)




Performed By: BlessedBandits
Language: English
Length: 3:25
Written by: Myles Thimbrel




BlessedBandits - Reality (feat. YungJuu MLB) Lyrics
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I got my own swag
Kush cologne, Prada, V-Lone
Gucci shoes, fitted cap, I'm swaggy writin' songs
Yellowbone, bad bitch waitin' at home
She callin' me, shawty blowin' up my phone
I'm in the field, spinnin' blocks, this shit is real
Shit, am I gon' make it back in time for me to heal
These niggas aint real, under pressure they gon' peel
In the pussy, be quiet babe, I want you to feel
Can't wait for the moment execs slide me a deal
Niggas sanctioned, 'cause of rap I didn't have to steal
I'm grown now, never thought that I'd pay a bill
You a rat, in that court room you gon' squeal
Nipsey shit, I'm young
I'm tryna touch a mill
Sad but they gon' try to kill you
You too real
Aint sellin drugs we usin' them, rappers poppin pills
My jewelry is too drippy now, I walk around with gills
We are, we are, we are, we are, reality
We are, we are, we are, we are, reality
We are, we are, we are, we are, reality
We are, we are, we are, we are, reality
Would I change the world?
I don't know if I could to do it
Youngins nowadays just dodge bullets
Too many shootings
We gotta stick together
Create a movement
Be your own person, forget them, don't be a groupie
You smarter than that
This shit is deeper than rap
You lost your dignity and self worth
Nigga go get it back
Blacks rather play the trap
Rather go and sell some crack
Bro get rid of the crap
The world is bigger than that
Walkin' through my city
I see crackheads on two-fifth
Leanin' over, dancin to no music
This shit is sad
Young women growing up, no dad
Instead of playin' the block
Pick up a pen and pad
Imma take care of mine
Make sure I go spend some time
Jail's not where imma go
To go and write some rhymes
Uplift my community
If it means spendin' dimes
A wise man once told me to fight for what's rightfully mine
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I got my own swag
Kush cologne, Prada, V-Lone
Gucci shoes, fitted cap, I'm swaggy writin' songs
Yellowbone, bad bitch waitin' at home
She callin' me, shawty blowin' up my phone
I'm in the field, spinnin' blocks, this shit is real
Shit, am I gon' make it back in time for me to heal
These niggas aint real, under pressure they gon' peel
In the pussy, be quiet babe, I want you to feel
Can't wait for the moment execs slide me a deal
Niggas sanctioned, 'cause of rap I didn't have to steal
I'm grown now, never thought that I'd pay a bill
You a rat, in that court room you gon' squeal
Nipsey shit, I'm young
I'm tryna touch a mill
Sad but they gon' try to kill you
You too real
Aint sellin drugs we usin' them, rappers poppin pills
My jewelry is too drippy now, I walk around with gills
We are, we are, we are, we are, reality
We are, we are, we are, we are, reality
We are, we are, we are, we are, reality
We are, we are, we are, we are, reality
Would I change the world?
I don't know if I could to do it
Youngins nowadays just dodge bullets
Too many shootings
We gotta stick together
Create a movement
Be your own person, forget them, don't be a groupie
You smarter than that
This shit is deeper than rap
You lost your dignity and self worth
Nigga go get it back
Blacks rather play the trap
Rather go and sell some crack
Bro get rid of the crap
The world is bigger than that
Walkin' through my city
I see crackheads on two-fifth
Leanin' over, dancin to no music
This shit is sad
Young women growing up, no dad
Instead of playin' the block
Pick up a pen and pad
Imma take care of mine
Make sure I go spend some time
Jail's not where imma go
To go and write some rhymes
Uplift my community
If it means spendin' dimes
A wise man once told me to fight for what's rightfully mine
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Writer: Myles Thimbrel
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