Reality, Pt. 2

Lyrics

Yeah, so I'm back for a part two and I just wanna say
 Please do not fucking judge me or matter fact
 Fuck you if you judge me I think that's better
 So listen, I say people barely eating so I thank God for this bite
 No light food or gas but yeah I thank God for them nights
 I always knew wrong from right but I never chose the right
 Cause God gave my father all the good shit up in life
 Cause man that nigga never helped my mama with shit
 Wanted a boy but got a girl so told my mama "kick bricks"
 But speaking of bricks I wish I had a fucking brick
 To bust this nigga head until he dead for treating me like shit
 But that ain't the case the case is why I chase
 I chase my father down wondering why I'm such a disgrace
 Man that's crazy and all these niggas tryna fuck
 And girls like jell as fuck cause he took me out to dinner
 And spent a couple of bucks
 But I could give a fuck about a nigga and his bucks
 Don't need no drug dealer come talk to me in a tux
 One week later want a quickie
 Hold up nigga what's the rush?
 Niggas want a stupid bitch to walk over and keep it hush
 Well I ain't that bitch
 So next topic, people getting toxic
 I try to stay up in the house like a motherfucking hostage
 Cause I don't want no drama grew up just wanting commas
 Counting a hundred pennies
 Tyna get a dollar burger for my mama
 But the grind stayed strong mama ain't on her own
 I plan to take us from the hood to a made haven throne
 See mama all I got brothers don't give a crap
 If I got shot up on the block
 They'd probably raise they hands and clap
 Cause they think I'm real sluttish cause I do not dress thuggish
 I wear that tight shit to keep these bitches mean mugging
 So my bros think I'm a hoe fuck for money on the low
 When 9 out of 10 a nigga wanna fuck it's "no"
 I got standards wanted to be a dancer
 13 years old praying for people who got cancer
 But they don't see that shit but in my spirit I'm rich
 Ladies time to walk away from niggas who calling you a bitch
 Cause we deserve the best
 I put that on my chest
 So worried where he been at its leaving you with no rest
 It's just a bunch of stress
 But it's time for a change not booksmart but got brain
 To tell my story once again part three full of pain
 Coming soon
 

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Duration
01:58
Key
6
Tempo
98 BPM

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