Mook TBG, Boss Beezy - Reality lyrics

My dreams have turned to reality, reality
Took a loss, man, that's like the reality
That's reality
I got niggas, got cases, got lawyer fees
That's reality
I was fucked up, now back to reality
Snap back to reality
My dreams have turned to reality, reality
Took a loss, man, that's like the reality
That's reality
I got niggas, got cases, got lawyer fees
That's reality
I was fucked up, now back to reality
Snap back to reality

My dreams have turned to reality, reality
They wanna know what is my salary
Please stop asking me
It's so many bodies and casualties
The Feds after me
These bitches, they on me and after me
Stop harassing me (Whoa)
They wondering what's on my necklaces
That's VVS (Whoa)
I pour up a four of that medicine
I got it from CVS (Whoa)
I'm styling, I'm fly like
A pelican, I'm balling, don't need a ref
(Whoa) it's TBG until the death of
Me, like Khaled, bitch, we the Best
(Whoa)
I walk in the spot and they notice me
I spit poetry
My uncle, he opened the door for me
He got rich off of cocoa leaves
If you love that girl, fuck her to Jodeci
Then buy her red gourd jeans
I'm-a make sure these niggas remember me
Remember me

My dreams have turned to reality, reality
Took a loss, man, that's like the reality
That's reality
I got niggas, got cases, got lawyer fees
That's reality
I was fucked up, now back to reality
Snap back to reality
My dreams have turned to reality, reality
Took a loss, man, that's like the reality
That's reality
I got niggas, got cases, got lawyer fees
That's reality
I was fucked up, now back to reality
Snap back to reality

My dreams have turned to reality
Now I got them bands on me
I know that these niggas be watching me
So I ball like the Ivy League (Swish)
Gotta watch out for them fuck niggas
'cause I know that they after me
My brothers and sisters depend on me
So I pull up a hundred-B (Bloaw)
Car tires screeching and squealing
Shoot up with me if he act tough
Don't let 'em get close to me (Bang)
Windows tinted, but you know it's me
All my dreams turn to reality (yeah)
Blowing gas out the sunroof
Now I see why they mad at me
These petty niggas ain't fucking with me
All they do is hate on me (yeah, damn)
I swear, I'm living life too fast
Smoking on this gas, don't pass
I can't lie, you can't even hit my weed
You was never there with me
When I was try'na get it
But you try'na come up on a million
Now, them bitches all up in their feelings
I'm 'bout the business
I want whatever that's coming
Really turn nothing to something, damn

My dreams have turned to reality, reality
Took a loss, man, that's like the reality
That's reality
I got niggas, got cases, got lawyer fees
That's reality
I was fucked up, now back to reality
Snap back to reality
My dreams have turned to reality, reality
Took a loss, man, that's like the reality
That's reality
I got niggas, got cases, got lawyer fees
That's reality
I was fucked up, now back to reality
Snap back to reality