Vahsoong - The Realist 2 Lyrics

My days getting shorter
Yeh I'm getting older
Photos in a folder
I don't want to fold em
Turn a new leaf
Bah the page turning over
She told me I was frozen
The heart getting colder and colder
I casually spit the realest shit these fullas ever heard
Bitch I know I do it better
Give a shit who did it first
I had to get up and get it
No more sitting on the curb
They all tell me that they get it
They just listen to the words
If I could flip a brick for every prick that told me this shit wouldn't work
Then I'd have quite a bit of money in my purse
And if I could flip a coin for every choice I had to make
I would tell you straight-faced
I'd still be the f*cking same
Mbutha I won't change
I won't break
Unless we talking bread
Then I got a lot to bake
These fullas switch up for the ittest bit of cake
Soon as you start eating better
They gon take shit off your plate
You don't wanna see me eat
Then look the f*ck away
And if you f*cking up my peace
We don't need to conversate
I'm tryna make a M for my bro facing a M
Can't make Million without a couple Ls along the way
They don't know about this real shit
Yeah I talk it cos I walk it
If I simply can't afford it
Then I'm gonna have to steal shit
Got my own back is why I walk round with this steel, shit
Always come in clutch
And I ain't talking like a flywheel
Out there making money
Bet that bitch be getting high still
I be drinking water
Bet they chugging down that NiQuil
Heard you talking bad behind my back
Go tell all the others
I won't even bash that motherf*cker
I know life will
Winners never get too comfortable
I do all my shit legally
While flipping off the constable
Road full of potholes
I had to dodge the obstacles
They waiting for a hand out
Or praying for the cunts to fall
For better or less I'm learning my lessons
And finding my peace
I did some shit they would never endeavour
Now buying the shit I was tryna teef
He smoking that shit but he selling it too
Like my butha, who are you trying to be
She woulda got further by telling the truth
Cos baby I know when you lying to me
My days getting shorter
Yeh I'm getting older
Photos in a folder
I don't want to fold em
Turn a new leaf
Bah the page turning over
She told me I was frozen
The heart getting colder
Days getting shorter
Yeh I'm getting older
Photos in a folder
I don't want to fold em
Turn a new leaf
Bah the page turning over
She told me I was frozen
The heart getting colder and colder
I toss and turn under the sheets
I'm tryna make a G for every time they gave me cheek
Don't ask me to pass the blunt
Give bro some fuel and let him breathe
He might start sparking up the plug
When I get tense I grind my teeth
I swear my jaw be arkin up
I got my brothers two infinity
That's 88
They can't stand to be in his vicinity
They hate he ate
If it's meant to be, I guess it's meant to be
Don't play it safe
I'll break the safe
And take all of your paper
Just to make my day
Bro take a look at all the shit I made
Bitch I'm my saving grace
I'm making sure that none of my buthas short
All my buthas straight
I came from easy licks and robbing stores
Tryna make a name
They thought that I was thick because in school
I never gained a A
Still the same prick,
Dumb cunt that never made the grade
But the pay big
Lump sums, my bro we ain't the same
These haters stuck up on my limp dick
That's some sick shit
Yous can all suck my dim sim until you break ya face