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reality cheque - benny banks lyrics

[verse]
paper plane gang and it’s your pilot
bando got no air*con so we’re frying
dixy chicken diets, had to tell ’em it was loud when it was quiet
either way they buy it, i ain’t lying
i ain’t sleeping, man ain’t tryna save your life
just because i stayed the night doesn’t mean i make you wife
tired after laying pipe, cali got me crazy high
i just need a couple hours sleep and i’m saying bye
same sh*t, different day, same food, different plate
love and i get hate, i doubt that that will ever change
felt a vibе i didn’t like, started cutting off my mates
cah whеn you’re really real then you can feel ’em being fake
socially i’m awkward, finding my own company is awesome
voices in my head and we’ve been talking
tryna raise our sons and daughters
and we teach ’em to be awesome
parenthood, there ain’t no cutting corners
i told a good woman she ain’t right for me
but i know the truth is i ain’t right for her
now i’m here f*cking b*tches that ain’t right for me
thinking back on it, i should’ve picked a life with her
know my name and what i choose to tell you
who god bless, shall your own demons not prevail you
if you rely on people they will only fail you
just tryna be a better man, at times i know i fail to
hardly drink so it’s hard to drown my sorrows
i can’t tell you jokes like this was live at the apollo
i’ve f*cked most the b*tches that i follow
i love you for tonight but won’t remember you tomorrow
backwards was my hustle so i had to change it
cause i was wasting money faster than i made it
like i was taught to get it, i weren’t taught to save it
but any time i never had it, i knew how to make it
half the time i bring it on myself
i know i’m too proud to ask for help, middle finger to the world
where i’m from we hit below the belt
care about money more than health, note to self
your homeboy would dog you for a girl
look you in his eyes and still promise you he’s real
listening to potter, making paper for these bills
my uncle was an alky, nothing like an uncle phil
my neighbour was a fiend, that’s how i hit my first sale
mummy saying all i do is smoke weed and hurt girls
lessons that i learned, somehow i need to learn still
called the shawty, “bring a friend, i’m cool to be the third wheel”
sleeping on a bench when i was young and homeless
hanging on to hope but now i’m feeling hopeless
might shout my brudda gang for some z’s of potion
tryna teach sh*t and live, all we do is progress
luck ain’t on my side no more
i’m tryna hustle till i haven’t gotta grind no more
it’s like once you’re out the light
they don’t wanna see you shine no more
even greatness can’t take its time no more
tryna play my cards right in this world full of sin
even now i know the house always wins
yeah we’re living to die but we’re dying to live
every day we take risks to keep some food in the fridge
my bro opened up a business, now he’s going legit
i’m still stuck up on these streets, feel like i’m losing my sh*t
i know brothers hitting l!cks so they can spoil their b*tch
just a shame they don’t do this same sh*t for their kids
my bro opened up a business, now he’s going legit
i’m still stuck up on these streets, feel like i’m losing my sh*t
i know brothers hitting l!cks so they can spoil their b*tch
just a shame they don’t do this same sh*t for their kids

- benny banks lyrics

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