POCKET REALITY Lyrics

If you got the right ice, then I'm cool with you

If that Patek shine bright, then I'm cool with you

I'm in the limelight, bitch, and ain't no one with me

I rack my highlights now, stay prominent at fifty

Love to sit back while I'm counting it up

Sipping lean all of it up

Diesel green, all, all, all in the truck

Make your hoe scream, all, all in the gut

I been cold, cold, go pour me a cup

Live with no code, I'm balling it up

Shouts to the ones who be wishing me love

Especially ones who be dishing me plugs

Love to sit back while I'm counting it up

Sipping lean all of it up

Diesel green, all, all, all in the truck

Make your hoe scream, all, all in the gut

I been cold, cold, go pour me a cup

Live with no code, I'm balling it up

Shouts to the ones who be wishing me love

If you ain't wishing love, get the spray for you bug

I been driving real, real quick

Been searching for that real, real kick

Don't play, that's that real man shit

The beef, I'ma grill that shit

The beat, I'ma kill that shit

Toss me a band, I'ma toss you a brick, man

How they gonna ban all ways to use my nic

See now she using hands as she act super slick

I think she love her can, it's her number one pick ,bitch

Adjusting the way I be thinking

Fear of losing myself, it is sinking

I just get in my bag for real, for real

For real, for real

Slide me the fives yeah the Lincolns

If I offer that shot, you should drink it

Get in my bag for real, for real

For real, for real

For real, for real

If you got the right ice, then I'm cool with you

If that Patek shine bright, then I'm cool with you

I'm in the limelight, bitch, and ain't no one with me

I rack my highlights now, stay prominent at

50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50

50 ways, 50 fates

This way, or that way

Gold chain, but new pain

This way, or that way

Yeah, I was dialing that bitch tryna meet her tomorrow

Blinker that bitch, your pen can I borrow

Blinker that bitch, forget all the sorrow

Stuff the pain away, I carry a lot of cargo

Sales down south, I be feelin' like a narco

Hearin' they shouts, most R's and Jack Harlow's

Reachin' for the top, cause I saw you down far low

Itchin' for the top, only want if she swallow

You need to recognize your wrongs

I was with her last night, and was gone by dawn

And now I'm on a ship, not cause of you, what you on

I got some hitters comin', so the town, I had withdrawn

Never leave with the safety on

Moved on, yeah, I'm way beyond

All alone with a lazy arm

L.A. bitch, I'm Acadian

Feelin' to go get faded uh

Yeah, he late, but I waited uh

That's a good trait of patience uh

Got a good trait, it's greatness uh

Mans had to die, it was fated uh

Your girl with me and she naked uh

Anxiety reach for my soul, like what

I be fearin' that I'm the most hated uh

Searchin' for a sense of safeness

Can't trust y'all and all that fakeness

How you gonna vape, but you vape-less

How you struggle to get to the bases

I see her for first time in years

Bitch, I been through phases

You think that she want you

When I hear her sing my phrases

How that girl a ten still gon' get better, she got braces

Senior jacket blue got me feelin' like I'm back on Aces

50 ways, this way, or that way

Gold chain, but new pain

This way, or that way

Yeah, I was dialing that bitch tryna meet her tomorrow

Blinker that bitch, your pen can I borrow

Blinker that bitch, forget all the sorrow

Stuff the pain away, I carry a lot of cargo