Rome Streetz My Reality Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, Check it
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 motherf*ck 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, f*cked 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

[Verse 2]
You dumb, deaf, and blind to the reality of this life
Crime infested nights the reason why I'm writin' on my homies' kites
Caught with calibers and tried to overflow the row with white
The devil want the god's soul, but no it don't go for a price
It ain't for sale, scale tales more vivid though
It's dope and fentanyl in their needle, it's not Vivitrol
Only over digits we go to war like a Seminole
Lately my only friends is the semi', so you niggas know
It made my heart froze, cold as ice
One of my best friends died and he came back as a poltergeist
Still movin' shit, I see his image in the weed smoke
He relayed a message and told me I'm too legit
For slow niggas, this is tutoring, learn something
If you ain't hustlin' everyday you ain't gon' earn nothing
Life a bitch that I bust a nut in
Brought my ideas to life, now she really lit all of a sudden
[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