UPC Bluii - Reality Lyrics

A boy been looking for some clarity, aye
That's what it takes to be the man really, aye
You gotta lose of your sanity, aye
Certainly certain that's it, a sad reality, okay
Uh, moments in minutes, vitamins and minerals, uh
Commanding shit and I may be the general, maybe incredible
See everything like the peripheral, uh
Eat these beats and rappers and I may be a cannibal, uh
And it's unfortunate, you gotta be ignorant to make it in the industry, damn
Recognizing this shit now, and lately, it's been killing me, damn
In the game, stepped in this bitch, oh
I stepped in some shit, I go left, right, left, left
Up, down, cheat codes, this is it
I don't wanna be in this life, I must admit
I might shoot up a place or two then kill myself like a hypocrite
Hypocrite, uh
Too many hours online, I spent, on the internet
Scrolling or double tapping, in my bead, yeah, that's true
Used to be
Talking all of your bullshit but now I made myself a damn name
And they saying "I f*ck with you!"
I'm gonna weave right in and out of my flows
And I got a lot of those, lyrical voids, I'ma fall straight through
Going insane yeah, I'm nutty, talking to the money
When I take out the ATM like a cashew
A boy been looking for some clarity, aye
That's what it takes to be the man really, aye
You gotta lose of your sanity, aye
Certainly certain that's it, a sad reality, okay
Just trying to move through this shit happily
I wanna live out all my fantasies
One is to blow up, do it manually, writing a masterpiece
Actually, I get passed, a sad reality
Plus, I'm focused, I got a good motion, don't pop pills or potions
I ain't no Minaj, but I'll menage a trois, I be the dopest
Yeah, that's why I'm never choking, that's why you see me always glowing
Motherf*ckers testing me and I'm just about to be blowing
I'm surprised how many Xans you popped and still ain't overdosing
I'm gonna be exploding, talking bout your pistols unloading
Eroding at this encrypted message, I'm decoding, yeah
I ain't got much money to my name, that's IT, wise with my pennies
Not capping, just rapping, I'll still do it in my twenties
Why you flexing your ice to the cream? No Ben & Jerry's
I got the many and plenty, yeah
I am ready and steady
These hoes be way too damn petty
I might kill, leave you buried
Old shit, we talking BlackBerry
Oh, shit, I'm the one they envy
Your rhymes are so cemetery
My rhymes are clean, sanitary, uh
A boy been looking for some clarity, aye
That's what it takes to be the man, really, aye
You gotta lose all of your sanity, whoa
Certainly, certain, that's it, a sad reality, damn
With fame, I guess, comes the insanity
No switching up, no similarities
Behind closed doors; you big?
Need all the therapy
Certainly, certain, that's it, a sad reality, yeah