REALIIITY

Getting to the bag, all these niggas finna hate me

Always on my grind, man, these other niggas lazy

Baddies going crazy all up in this Mercedes

And every time I pull up, they like "Wally so famous!"

I said getting to the bag, all these niggas finna hate me

Always on my grind, man, these other niggas lazy

Baddies going crazy all up in this Mercedes

And every time I pull up they like, "Wally so famous!"

"Wally, what you been on?" It'll never be the same shit

All my friends get litty never see me with a lame nigga

Feeling like the man in this Bentley Bentayga

And soon as I hop out, I go right back to reality

Reality

Reality

Reality, yeah, yeah

All this time, I thought you were mine

But that's not reality

Aw, here we go again

Blew through all this cash, feel like everybody hate me

Always on my grind, off this green I'm getting lazy

Straight up going crazy when I get my Mercedes

So whenever I pull up everybody think I'm famous

"Wally, what you been on?" Man, it's really been the same shit

All my friends is gone, but I leave em all nameless

Puffing all these trees, but it still couldn't change me

Soon as I come down, I go right back to reality

Reality

Reality

Reality

All this time

I thought you were mine

But that's not reality