In reality
She don't talk to me
Hurtin to the third degree
Baby talk to me
In reality
She don't talk to me
Hurtin to the third degree
Baby talk to me
I be losing sleep
Up night waiting for some you n me
Smokin all the greens
Fingers always smelled like weed
Grindin on my knees
Praying for victory
Haters hating on me
I'll throw the faded for free
I stay ten toes for me
All my dawgs eat wit me
In reality
She don't talk to me
Hurtin to the 3rd degree
Baby talk to me
In reality
She don't talk to me
Hurtin to the 3rd degree
Baby talk to me
I'm movin slow
My heart always cold
They always wanna know
What I do it for
Smokin gas eyes closed
Roll joints let's go
Roll blunts let's go
Man I movin slow
In reality
She don't talk to me
Hurtin to the 3rd degree
Baby talk to me
In reality
She don't talk to me
Hurtin to the 3rd degree
Baby talk to me
She don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Hurting to the third degree
Hurting to the third degree
Baby talk to me
In reality
She don't talk to me
Hurtin to the 3rd degree
Baby talk to me
In reality
She don't talk to me
Hurtin to the 3rd degree