Mowgli - Reality Lyrics

No telling what's around the bend
No helping hands to lend, I am a selfish man
I grace stages with ill intent purely for the thrill
I'm on fire like burger patties on a grill
Yeah and once I hop off the plane
I'm gonna cop me some pot, go shopping for strains
No property for sale but there's a lot on my brain
You'll never catch me off my game, I'm insane
Two separate worlds that's what we living in
I get shit done and you get to witness it
I'm living life at a thousand miles an hour
Not enough time in the day, it's limited
Wish I could flip a switch
Somehow I manage to handle all of my business
Right where I'm supposed to be at, shit's indigenous
Used to think I was out of place until I realized
I'm right where I'm supposed to be at
No longer fidgeting
Y'all niggas living in Fillary
The game needs change so I'm breaking bills like Hillary
Make my own shit from scratch, I run a distillery
These cookie cutter ass niggas is killing me
I mean what drives y'all to act oh so foolishly
Fake persona, fake diamonds and fake jewelry
Ya lifestyle on buffoonery
If I make a killing it's only cause I've been granted immunity
With both hands I grab opportunities
I got a Dutch and I'm filling it up
Spilling my guts, you can feel the love
Still got a crush on Hillary Duff
So holler at me girl if you got feelings of lust
I mean for real get in touch
Ain't no need to rush, if you feel me then what's up
Hit me up even it's at six in the morning
I will still be up, I be dealing with stuff
Got some issues some with trust
Scared you might get left in the dust
We could laugh, we could drink, chill in the cut
I be feeling you and you be feeling me up
Love locked down, nobody stealing from us
Hope this doesn't go over your head like the ceiling above
Consumed with seducing women with my word play
I find it odd a lot of broads stay thirsty like Thursday
Look around girl, I mean the world is yours
But I could change ya life, I could open up doors
They tell me that my style's obsolete, it's all played out
But I am not tired so why would I lay down, yeah
See I could never take the safe route
I know there's gotta be a way out
Me and my niggas got a bottle and we pouring up
Ride around the city like we owe it some
Yeah
I'm about as official as a referee
Take a close look at my pedigree
Yeah I keep it G
I bet even Frank Nitti'd agree
Lord set me free