Lyrics Reality - Anthony James

Way too many "bros" and "fams"
But not brothers and families
I sit back with this joint
To blow the steam like Stanley
Reality's so hard to find
This world brings such confusing times
I try to siphon through what's in my mind
It comes to me through rhyme
It always comes when I write
Guess its this light of mine
I guess it brightly shines
Guess the fact that I lost my mind
Comes with some type of silver lining
Bound to crash way these gears are grinding
Feed my demons and they won't stop dining
I associate you with Trilogy now its terrifying
Will never hear it without thought of you or identifying
Or without visualizing your body in black lining
(Still not sure how I feel about this alignment)
I mean I think it feels good
Its powerful its important
("Party and the After Party" had us going 'til the morning)
So we boogie like she comes with a hoodie
She boogie she boogie boogie like Compton what's goodie
And boy she do it damn well
Ain't a coin flip b*tch I'm getting head and tail
How many times she call? (A lot)
Hit you looking for some? (A lot)
How many times she push? (A lot)
Pull up to where you are from? (A lot)
How many times you turn it around how many times you drum? (A lot)
How many times she cry? (A lot)
How many times she cum? (A lot)
But it's a pass from me I got my eyes on bigger things
'Cause I really need this money and I'm really gonna get it
And you're really sleeping on me and you're really gon' regret it
My favorite color's green but my fave ain't Piccolo
My wallet's getting chubby on some Mark Del Figgalo
Peter Piper picked peppers
Peter picked without looking
Peter didn't pick you 'cause Peter don't pick p*ssy
I'm the pro in the cons, who you think you working on?
The upper echelon of the upper echelon
(You're getting what i'm on)
(You're getting what i'm on)