Reality

Yeah Yameean Facing reality outta' of the blue whats in front of me outta' of the blue I came up outta' the blue I came up outta' the blue Yeah yeah My nigga' I'm on it I need it I want it my destiny follows me Irony never did I want to speak my mama told me she seen the devil in me Section eight paid for foreign whips selling food stamps to pay the rent Now that I see what I'm worth can't sell out to niggas' I came from the dirt Halla-no-looya she acting so bouji' she red as the flag but white as cuffie' Don't even be stupid my eyes be so open I can't even watch the news Skimming my paper then sipping my brew just trying to choose Fiction or reality fiction reality fiction or reality Dee' Dee' Dee' Born in Memphis Hollywood and Blue grandma live in Shelby too Daddy got the name "Will-shoot" moved to Indy after 02 Just to put you on my path of wisdom gotta' know where it started before you get the vision Some of my people still in the system I think that the real victims Taking the hope and humanity how you control a nigga' sanity then expect em' to know the finer things Broke in the winter yo family is starving no heat in the apartment that rent is a monster I gotta' choose that dirty money by any means that bloody money Coka' hot smokin' pot attract thot' from soft to rock Thats nine to five or ten to life pick a strike and I came to fight ya'meen fight or flight and I came to fight ya'meen P-93 make a bitch go silent house full of money young nigga' stay wildin' A dose of the fullest I'm always gone pull it more dapper than Kushner thats stirred not shooken I'm back to the money so I'm back to the bitches I was standing in the kitchen only used two dishes Got a pot on the stove and a spoon for the mixing counter clock motion what we call water whipping Just sipping my brew just trying to chose fiction or reality fiction or reality fiction or reality Dee' Dee'