"Bak 2 Reality" lyrics
I was fucked up and facin' reality
I remember when the trap ain't had no AC, we was in that bitch burnin' off calories
Mama was fucked up, she worked at the factory
Looking for ground, I was loosing my gravity
When I said ''Fuck it'', it made 'em all mad at me
Fingers start fuckin', hoes baked off they salary
Made it look good, but I had it bad actually
Stripper bitch used to hand all the racks to me
Tryna do good, but these demons attached to me
Had to learn quick, that was good can be bad for me
Tryna crawl out of this shit, but it's grabbin' me, I think it's hackin' me
I get the Play-Doh, but I ain't go play though
I'm clogged over anger, I need me some draino
Need some shit in the fridge, buy some Cheez-It's and Mayo
Me and dawg got a dollar, we split us some Faygo
Been rollin' this blunt and I pass it around
My back on the wall, till my back in the ground
I gotta go up, everytime I was down
I ain't had shit then, but I'm gettin' it now
I said ''Family first'', but see family change
Ain't no blood [?] water, that shit just the same
I remodeled my heart and shit ain't been the same
I remodeled my house, cost a couple of chains
That money bring pain, that'll leave you a stain
I know how it feel, to be stuck in that rain
Wake up every day, you just feeling drained
But you still keep it pushin', you used to the pain
That's just how it go though, always part of the game
You gon' cry on a bitch, shut up and get paid
Had to go find some sun, when they start throwing shade
And I'm sprayin' any roach ass nigga in the way
I was fucked up and facin' reality
I remember when the trap ain't had no AC, we was in that bitch burnin' off calories
Mama was fucked up, she worked at the factory
Looking for ground, I was loosing my gravity
When I said ''Fuck it'', it made 'em all mad at me
Fingers start fuckin', hoes baked off they salary
Made it look good, but I had it bad actually
I remember when the trap ain't had no AC, we was in that bitch burnin' off calories
Mama was fucked up, she worked at the factory
Looking for ground, I was loosing my gravity
When I said ''Fuck it'', it made 'em all mad at me
Fingers start fuckin', hoes baked off they salary
Made it look good, but I had it bad actually
Stripper bitch used to hand all the racks to me
Tryna do good, but these demons attached to me
Had to learn quick, that was good can be bad for me
Tryna crawl out of this shit, but it's grabbin' me, I think it's hackin' me
I get the Play-Doh, but I ain't go play though
I'm clogged over anger, I need me some draino
Need some shit in the fridge, buy some Cheez-It's and Mayo
Me and dawg got a dollar, we split us some Faygo
Been rollin' this blunt and I pass it around
My back on the wall, till my back in the ground
I gotta go up, everytime I was down
I ain't had shit then, but I'm gettin' it now
I said ''Family first'', but see family change
Ain't no blood [?] water, that shit just the same
I remodeled my heart and shit ain't been the same
I remodeled my house, cost a couple of chains
That money bring pain, that'll leave you a stain
I know how it feel, to be stuck in that rain
Wake up every day, you just feeling drained
But you still keep it pushin', you used to the pain
That's just how it go though, always part of the game
You gon' cry on a bitch, shut up and get paid
Had to go find some sun, when they start throwing shade
And I'm sprayin' any roach ass nigga in the way
I was fucked up and facin' reality
I remember when the trap ain't had no AC, we was in that bitch burnin' off calories
Mama was fucked up, she worked at the factory
Looking for ground, I was loosing my gravity
When I said ''Fuck it'', it made 'em all mad at me
Fingers start fuckin', hoes baked off they salary
Made it look good, but I had it bad actually
