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Reality Check Video (MV)




Performed By: TrxulyJay
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Trxuly Jay
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TrxulyJay - Reality Check Lyrics
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Aye wtf these niggas trynna do
Say u wanna pop yo shit, ill f*ck around buy u Jimmy Choo
Some niggas chose the street life, It's either red or blue
I be wit apes and gorillas, straight from out the zoo
Dat hollow point gone make em vomit, Like he got the flu
All American I feel like Spencer James, hop innat Coop
Niggas keep on talking, imma show em what Trxuly do
He try to come around, You is not gang like who is you?
Getting payed off of music, I make sure my bills blue
Too old to be playing games, all dat lame shit I outgrew
Nigga f*cked around and cuffed a bop, she ran thru
She like why u lying?, Ion tell nun but da truth
Brand new pole finna call walkdwn, he gone show u what it do
Niggas stalking IGs, im like what u wanna do?
Niggas get to jumping, im trynna whack u and yo crew
Niggas can run da ones, but if u jump I swear imma shoot
He keep talking hot shit, like yall not wearing da same shoes
I gotta have like 20 bands in my pocket, I go onna cruise
Why u saying dumb shit, swear im finna loose my cool
Caught his ass down bad, He was at da pump trynna get fuel
U got yo pole I got my pole, Say f*ck it lets go onna duel
Ion name drop in my songs, Cause they be saying its cruel
Boy yo ass gone die, niggas do anything to look cool
Ion fw Travis Scott, Im the highest inna room
I call up walkdwn, he gone walkdwn wit dat tool
Won't fed off silver spoon, I grew up using plastic
Aye the way I live, U either make it or end up in a casket
Been on my since I was little, grew up without no dad dat f*ck nigga been absent
So if I ever catch em, He better pray to god ion blast it
Gunna run down, getting tragic
If ian have a bed sometimes I slept onna pallet
Im all about my green, Im trynna make a salad
If I leave my pole at da house and catch a opp nigga out lackin, Imma run down wit a mallet
Which one gotta get picked off da list, Im using a ballot
U gotta pay yo dues, Nigga what u mean youn have it?
I hopped onna beat and everybody say im snapping
I feel like lil Rell inna county wit Jay he trappin
Niggas get onna mic and saying random words, No he ain't rapping
I hopped inna stu laying tracks down, Its overlapping
Slide thru da hood u see a opp? Better make sure u head tap em
Walk down wit dat f*ckin cutta, gotta over clap em oh yuhhhh
Aye wtf these niggas trynna do
Say u wanna pop yo shit, ill f*ck around buy u Jimmy Choo
Some niggas chose the street life, It's either red or blue
I be wit apes and gorillas, straight from out the zoo
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English

Aye wtf these niggas trynna do
Say u wanna pop yo shit, ill f*ck around buy u Jimmy Choo
Some niggas chose the street life, It's either red or blue
I be wit apes and gorillas, straight from out the zoo
Dat hollow point gone make em vomit, Like he got the flu
All American I feel like Spencer James, hop innat Coop
Niggas keep on talking, imma show em what Trxuly do
He try to come around, You is not gang like who is you?
Getting payed off of music, I make sure my bills blue
Too old to be playing games, all dat lame shit I outgrew
Nigga f*cked around and cuffed a bop, she ran thru
She like why u lying?, Ion tell nun but da truth
Brand new pole finna call walkdwn, he gone show u what it do
Niggas stalking IGs, im like what u wanna do?
Niggas get to jumping, im trynna whack u and yo crew
Niggas can run da ones, but if u jump I swear imma shoot
He keep talking hot shit, like yall not wearing da same shoes
I gotta have like 20 bands in my pocket, I go onna cruise
Why u saying dumb shit, swear im finna loose my cool
Caught his ass down bad, He was at da pump trynna get fuel
U got yo pole I got my pole, Say f*ck it lets go onna duel
Ion name drop in my songs, Cause they be saying its cruel
Boy yo ass gone die, niggas do anything to look cool
Ion fw Travis Scott, Im the highest inna room
I call up walkdwn, he gone walkdwn wit dat tool
Won't fed off silver spoon, I grew up using plastic
Aye the way I live, U either make it or end up in a casket
Been on my since I was little, grew up without no dad dat f*ck nigga been absent
So if I ever catch em, He better pray to god ion blast it
Gunna run down, getting tragic
If ian have a bed sometimes I slept onna pallet
Im all about my green, Im trynna make a salad
If I leave my pole at da house and catch a opp nigga out lackin, Imma run down wit a mallet
Which one gotta get picked off da list, Im using a ballot
U gotta pay yo dues, Nigga what u mean youn have it?
I hopped onna beat and everybody say im snapping
I feel like lil Rell inna county wit Jay he trappin
Niggas get onna mic and saying random words, No he ain't rapping
I hopped inna stu laying tracks down, Its overlapping
Slide thru da hood u see a opp? Better make sure u head tap em
Walk down wit dat f*ckin cutta, gotta over clap em oh yuhhhh
Aye wtf these niggas trynna do
Say u wanna pop yo shit, ill f*ck around buy u Jimmy Choo
Some niggas chose the street life, It's either red or blue
I be wit apes and gorillas, straight from out the zoo
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Writer: Trxuly Jay
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