My Reality Rome Streetz

[Verse 1]
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Since a youthful mind of money, had dreams of making it major league
No role models to look up to, my hustle made a way for me
Wanted more than what I had, said motherfuck complacency
That top floor penthouse pad, that's the place for me
She fronted when my pockets wasn't lit and now she chasin' me
Get eighty-sixed after she ride on the dick gracefully
She lust for me, but I love this life more blatantly
You'll have better luck on the blade before you get some papes from me
Niggas lost, they don't understand the four Devils hate and envy
Son, your friends will plot against you when you rise levels
I need some land before a tie dye bezel
You niggas rather be broke than look rich, I guess you feel special
Deal pebbles, rob, scam, or work for Uncle Sam
I seen a nigga give his life to a bundle and OD damn
That was my man, I miss him, this just some thug's pain
In this life, you could either be king or a blood stain
Knife in the knuckle, it's too easy to have a gun game
We livin' with regrets, fucked up, stuck in one main

[Chorus]
Do whatever for the salary
Crimes, drugs, pistols, and bitches, that's my reality
Seen a couple grams transform to a half a ki'
Never slowin' down for nothing, bitch I live rapidly
Do whatever for the salary
Crimes, drugs, pistols, and bitches, that's my reality
Seen a couple grams transform to a half a ki'
Never slowin' down for nothing, bitch I live rapidly