‘Back 2 Reality’

Time 2 take y’all niggaz back to reality I’m sick & tired of black people being casualties For no reason the police be chasing after me Life is all messed up in this society: I’ma die bout my respect, so I’m riding for my set Shoutout to my nigga rapid fire out the met I paid a lot of money for these diamonds round my neck I just got my pilot license might go buy a private jet I done travel round the world & back so I done seen a lot & I done been through hell & back they wanted me to rot Cause I’m dead to a lot of y’all that stabbed me in the back Now we at war like them u s soldiers fighting in Iraq We grew up together we been friends since elementary You had life how they let you out the penitentiary Man all these niggaz telling, I’m a convicted felon Nigga you’s a rat I ain’t about to buy that shit you selling There’s 2 sides to everything so ima split ya melon If my nigga miss the shot don’t worry bout it cause I’m trailing Right now I need prayer I miss my family up in heaven GOD keep on testing y’all but I see all you niggaz failing