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Realistically Speaking
Tryna change my ways but its hard when ya needs and responsibilities remain the same.
Shit what I'm supposed to do when I got kids to feed and its dollar bills dat I need but dey paying me wit petty change.
Hitting doors tryna score a win. Coming out wit a small check worth a couple stacks and a rack of sins!
Real life shit while you frauds living fantasies in a world of make belieieve tryna play pretend.
Im in dez streets where is like my only options is slaving for these pencil shavings or da fucking Pen!!!...
Shit what I'm supposed to do when I got kids to feed and its dollar bills dat I need but dey paying me wit petty change.
Hitting doors tryna score a win. Coming out wit a small check worth a couple stacks and a rack of sins!
Real life shit while you frauds living fantasies in a world of make belieieve tryna play pretend.
Im in dez streets where is like my only options is slaving for these pencil shavings or da fucking Pen!!!...
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