Nelly K - Reality Check$ Lyrics

Little reality check
Still tryna be where the money be at
F*ck it bitch I am the ref'
Stars are align but I ain't like the rest
Can't you see we making amends
They sacred what I do cause I move as a threat
I never run out of breath
Don't sugar coat I just say with my chest

And I know they don't wanna see a nigga blow (uwoah)
Need LV fur cause the world too cold (uwoah)
Foot on gas I don't never loose control (uh)
Life is money but I'll never sell my soul (you know)

I say that shit often cause I know what it took
And what it done cost 'em
The flawless got problems so I get on my knees
Ask blessings for Jah man
Cause a while in your soul and your heart can lead to your start
Niggas burn bridges think Noah gonn' built them an arch (huh)
Now where they do that?
Gotta stay cautious an L ain't option don't pay them no homage
They all got exertion
For the ones who don't know me I'm the only one trust
It is what it is but it ain't what it should've been
Moving numbers like a swarm of bees ready to sting
Nah' mean?
(Yeah yeah yeah)

Little reality check
Still trynna be where the money be at
F*ck it bitch I am the ref'
Stars are align but I ain't like the rest
Can't you see we making amends
They sacred what I do cause I move as a threat
I never run out of breath
Don't sugar coat I just say with my chest

And I know they don't wanna see a nigga blow (woah)
Need LV fur cause the world too cold (woah)
Foot on gas I don't never loose control (uh)
Life is money but I'll never sell my soul (you know)

Pussy niggas get wet
He could've seen but he dead
Now you in a casket you really did like it was your last breathe
I'm trippin' I'm sippin'
I'm still reminiscing of all of the shit that I go through
Take it to the hood could've should've would've
Everybody up no good
Still searching for a thing that can show me more what's in this life
Or to this life
Everybody outta pocket swear they don't know the price
I'm on the rise see all the signs
My doors are open on both sides
Can't be lacking stay on sight ghost rider I'm on fire
Black cat on the shoe if that bitch a jump off I land on my feet
She running the streets take one for the team
Now she trynna play Bonnie with me
I'm sorry lil' angel niggas play frisbee with your halo
Gotta couple reasons why I say so
Gotta do my dance gotta get the bag
Cut the all the ambers and move with the plan

(This a reality check)