Reality Check

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[Verse 1: Peso Peso] Right now, I'm thinking 'bout my dawg behind the walls, shit fucked up All that killing shit is all talk, you ain't done nothing Thanking God that I ain't dead, when them niggas hit that truck up [?] up in my [?] shit, I guess I lucked up I keep questioning my nigga, I don't think he right It cross my mind, everytime I go to sleep at night I can't forget when I was broke, eating beans and rice Them killers always call my phone, when they need advice I know you hurt, because them niggas [?] people right It got your stomach in a not, you can't eat at night The one I love the most would kill me, I ain't thinking twice [?] new whip looking like a brick, yeah, key of white Yeah free my niggas out them cell walls, I'm still picking up jail calls Yeah the money coming in, and I still ain't turn my scale off I go to war with the whole city, and a lotta niggas bailed off But when I had the rocks on me, [?] sell [?] [?] no shirt, nigga serving on the block Still can't believe when I found out that bro was working for the cops I was trapping in my granny's, I was burning up her spot He hanging with the other side, so that shit turned him to an opp Still staying loyal to my brothers, 'cause it's only right Shit, I remember, I was sleeping on the floor at night Shit, I remember, I was really selling dope at night I had to get my family straight and my homies right I know some bitches fucking, just so they can pay they rent He broke as hell, don't want no job, that shit make no sence I tell my niggas how it is, I ain't faking shit In juvenile, talking to my niggas through the vent That nigga still ain't win [?] when his partner got [?] You play with mine, I'm in that car, boy, I'm dropping a check That shit get tricky, when I come and knock off half of your set My partner switched, but I'm just happy for the reality check [Chorus: Z-Ro] I ain't never met a man I'ma run from I'm just tryna get a bag, whenever one come Real niggas do real things I keep it on me in the field, man I see you thinking 'bout it, but you better think twice Pay me what you ohe me, that's your life Pussy nigga Real niggas do real things I'm just tryna get a mill, man [Verse 2: Z-Ro] Since all these rappers get murdered, when they go back to the hood I keep that FN in my lap, when I go back to the hood I put Mo City on the map, bitch, I did that for the hood But these youngsters don't know me, don't know how to act in the hood I ain't looking for no trouble, I'm just looking for a quarter pound I remember when I was broke, I couldn't put a quarter down 2500, I can bring you across the boarder now My back and forth grind is one of a kind, 59 north or south I got a family to feed If a family disrespect me, I got a family to bleed Killers and drug dealers and jackers, that's a family to me So tell your family lay it down, and pass my family the key I got a couple police officers with me, we got a handshake Bringing me what they don't turn in, evidence is mandate Counting so much money, my knuckles pop and my hands shake Y'all niggas starving, it don't look like you or your mans ate Road to really getting it, the type of money that man make He ain't gotta rush to do nothing, all of y'all can wait I ain't a killer, but don't push me That bag is like the sweetest joy, fuck getting pussy Pledge Allegiance to the real, nigga The ones that won't and will deal with you Prostitute theyself, and they might split a record deal with ya You know them roaching ass niggas, yeah, they still with ya Gotta watch your family too, 'cause them the ones that will get ya It ain't no love in this motherfucker Gotta watch Blood, gotta watch Cuz in this motherfucker These niggas on too many drugs in this motherfucker So I'm gone, like I never was in this motherfucker [Chorus: Z-Ro] I ain't never met a man I'ma run from I'm just tryna get a bag, whenever one come Real niggas do real things I keep it on me in the field, man I see you thinking 'bout it, but you better think twice Pay me what you ohe me, that's your life Pussy nigga Real niggas do real things I'm just tryna get a mill, man