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reality check - reese bonneau lyrics

let me talk for a sec yeah
you second best
pull up with a drop top
my flow does the rest
i just cannot fight off the cyphers
at night i’d decipher why living
was really the stress
now i’m living lavish
high school doubters in distress

h*llo mom can you hear that
where is it

i got pockets on my hip
pants need a belt they filled with gliss
people really think they know me dog
don’t say it now you gotta show me
so i hit them with a smack
reality check
think that i’m whack
normality test
stabbed in the back
don’t care what mallory said
spitting some facts
get a text from my ex
i do this all for means
all of my flow are to supreme
when i was 16 revived though
god i’m so high i need a drink
i’m so high i need a drink
don’t act like you on side
i take this beat and ride
came up in disguise
i ride on top the game in slides
not runner up run up the sheets
pre game gotta strap up the cleats
i’m breaking ankles
taking socks offs
the only time i see defeat

i’m going on a quest
yeah i been blessed
grind never stops
daily work coulda guessed
i’ll infest
i feel possessed
running through the nation
kids can’t get me out there heads

i’m the one im the gunner the runner don’t front her
she’ll take what you got & then leave in the summer oh boy that’s a bummer
start burning the lumber
to seal up the pain in your heart
because you loved her
i’ve never been better i just burned her sweater
then reminisce and wrote her a mean a letter
my heart burns like peppers i give all my effort
you’re screwed now when i’m mad i get clever
test your arms before pull it
hang tight load up the bullets
scr*ping them all off the walls and i
k!lled them off said that i couldn’t
like oj oj
i got away
didn’t get sentenced i escaped the prison
k!lled off my victims when i hit them with a smack

reality check
think that i’m whack
normality test
stabbed in the back
don’t care what mallory said
spitting some facts
get a text from my ex

i got pockets on my hip
pants need a belt they filled with gliss
people really think they know me dog
don’t say it now you gotta show me
so i hit them with a smack
reality check
think that i’m whack
normality test
stabbed in the back
don’t care what mallory said
spitting some facts
get a text from my ex
a smack of reality
hanging tight off the balcony
mentality checked
lobotomies being
conducted around me
i go kamikaze
detonating in the lobby your a
month over still shrugging shoulders
i knock em out like rocky

tied up like shoe laces
stagnant placid make it
all these rappers been faking
rented cars and fake breaking
at the crib kicking it back
wake up and work until i crash
ain’t no commitment that’s why
i been winning
they ask me so i had to him them with smack

reality check
think that i’m whack
normality test
stabbed in the back
don’t care what mallory said
spitting some facts
get a text from my ex

- reese bonneau lyrics

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