Realist

Everybody that knows me knows I got a fast whip

And I rock my shades in an all-black fit

Stand-up guy but I'm never taking shit

I got the money in the bank, could give a fuck about a bitch

I'm fuckin' tired of these motherfuckers cryin' that they're broke

When I was workin and they didn't, they took my shit as a joke

But now I'm gettin' paid at every second, never did a show

I'm takin' creatine and pushin' plates, your boy is gonna grow

Don't you tell me you're my buddy if you're comforting my ex

Got bitches reachin' out so often that I'm always blocking texts