My Reality
Rome Streetz Lyrics
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Had dreams of making it major league
No role models to look up to
My hustle made a way for me
Wanted more than what I had
Said motherfuckβcomplacency
Thatβtopβfloor penthouse pad
βthat's the placeβfor me
And now she chasin' me
Get eighty-sixed after she ride
On the dick gracefully she lust for me
But I love this life more blatantly
You'll have better luck on the blade before
You get some papes from me niggas lost
They don't understand the four
Devils hate and envy
Son, your friends will plot against
You when you rise levels
I need some land before a tie dye bezel
You niggas rather be broke than look rich
I guess you feel special
Deal pebbles, rob, scam
Or work for Uncle Sam
I seen a nigga give his life
To a bundle and OD damn
That was my man, I miss him
This just some thug's pain in this life
You could either be king or a blood stain
Knife in the knuckle
It's too easy to have a gun game
We livin' with regrets, fucked up
Stuck in one main
Do whatever for the salary
Crimes, drugs, pistols and bitches
That's my reality
Seen a couple grams transform to
A half a ki'
Never slowin' down for nothing
Bitch I live rapidly
Do whatever for the salary
Crimes, drugs, pistols and bitches
That's my reality
Seen a couple grams transform to
A half a ki'
Never slowin' down for nothing
Bitch I live rapidly
You dumb
Deaf and blind to the reality of this life
Crime infested nights the reason why I'm
Writin' on my homies' kites
Caught with calibers and tried to
Overflow the row with white
The devil want the god's soul
But no it don't go for a price
It ain't for sale
Scale tales more vivid though
It's dope and fentanyl in their needle
It's not Vivitrol
Only over digit's we go to
War like a Seminole
Lately my only friends is the semi'
So you niggas know
It made my heart froze, cold as ice
One of my best friends died and
He came back as a poltergeist
Still movin' shit
I see his image in the weed smoke
He relayed a message and told
Me I'm too legit
For slow niggas, this is tutoring
Learn something
If you ain't hustlin' everyday you
Ain't gon' earn nothing
Life a bitch that I bust a nut in
Brought my ideas to life
Now she really lit all of a sudden
Do whatever for the salary
Crimes, drugs, pistols and bitches
That's my reality
Seen a couple grams transform to
A half a ki'
Never slowin' down for nothing
Bitch I live rapidly
Do whatever for the salary
Crimes, drugs, pistols and bitches
That's my reality
Seen a couple grams transform to
A half a ki'
Never slowin' down for nothing
Bitch I live rapidly
Do whatever for the salary
Crimes, drugs, pistols and bitches
That's my reality
Seen a couple grams transform to
A half a ki'
Never slowin' down for nothing
Bitch I live rapidly
Do whatever for the salary
Crimes, drugs, pistols and bitches
That's my reality
Seen a couple grams transform to
A half a ki'
Never slowin' down for nothing
Bitch I live rapidly
In "My Reality," Rome Streetz reflects on his upbringing and the choices he has made in order to survive and thrive in a harsh environment. He begins by reminiscing about his early ambitions to find success and escape his limited circumstances. With no positive role models to guide him, he was propelled by his own hustle and determination. He desired more than what he had and rejected complacency, envisioning a luxurious life in a top-floor penthouse. He acknowledges that his current success has attracted attention and even desire from those who once doubted him.
Rome Streetz discusses the harsh reality of his world, where people resort to crime, drugs, pistols, and exploitative relationships to make a living. He has witnessed the transformation of small amounts of drugs into significant quantities, symbolizing the rapid growth and allure of the illicit lifestyle. He emphasizes his unwillingness to slow down or settle for less, embodying the fast-paced, high-risk environment he navigates.
Despite the allure of wealth and power, Rome Streetz acknowledges the dark side of this reality. He comments on the blindness and ignorance prevalent in his community, where crime-infested nights have become routine. He references incarcerated friends, writing messages to them on letters, and discusses the temptation to engage in illegal activities. The devil represents the destructive lure of this lifestyle, seeking to claim the souls of those involved. He emphasizes that there are some things money can't buy and that not everything is for sale.
Throughout the song, Rome Streetz grapples with the consequences of his choices and the losses he has endured. He mourns the death of his best friend, who has returned to him as a ghostly presence. This loss has had a profound impact on him, leaving his heart cold and his mind focused on the hustle. Despite the hardships, he finds solace in his own determination and resilience. He encourages others to learn and hustle every day to earn their place in this unforgiving reality.
Overall, "My Reality" offers a glimpse into the harsh world Rome Streetz comes from. It shows the desperation and necessity that drive individuals to engage in illicit activities and make difficult choices. Despite the darkness, Rome Streetz shows an unyielding determination to rise above his circumstances and succeed, celebrating his ability to adapt and thrive in his own reality.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, Check it since a youthful mind of money
Listen up, ever since I was young, all I could think about was money
Had dreams of making it major league
I had aspirations of achieving great success
No role models to look up to
I didn't have anyone to idolize or guide me
My hustle made a way for me
I worked hard and found my own path to success
Wanted more than what I had
I desired a better life than what I currently had
Said motherfuckβcomplacency
I rejected the idea of being content with mediocrity
Thatβtopβfloor penthouse pad
I aimed for a luxurious penthouse apartment
that's the placeβfor me
That's where I envision myself living
She fronted when my pockets wasn't lit
She pretended to be interested in me when I wasn't financially successful
And now she chasin' me
Now she's pursuing me because of my success
Get eighty-sixed after she ride
Once she has her fun with me, she'll be discarded
On the dick gracefully she lust for me
She desires me passionately and gracefully
But I love this life more blatantly
However, I prioritize and have a stronger affection for this lifestyle
You'll have better luck on the blade before
You'll have a higher chance of success in dangerous situations
You get some papes from me niggas lost
You won't receive any money from me, those who are lost
They don't understand the four
They fail to comprehend the significance of the number four
Devils hate and envy
Evil individuals despise and feel jealous
Son, your friends will plot against
My son, even your friends may conspire against you
You when you rise levels
Once you achieve higher levels of success
I need some land before a tie dye bezel
Before I prioritize material possessions, I need to acquire some property
You niggas rather be broke than look rich
You would rather be poor than appear wealthy
I guess you feel special
I suppose you find some satisfaction in that
Deal pebbles, rob, scam
Engage in drug dealing, robbery, and scams
Or work for Uncle Sam
Or work for the government
I seen a nigga give his life
I witnessed someone sacrificing their life
To a bundle and OD damn
Overdose on drugs after obtaining a large quantity
That was my man, I miss him
He was my friend, and I mourn his loss
This just some thug's pain in this life
These are the struggles and hardships faced by someone living a criminal lifestyle
You could either be king or a blood stain
In this life, you can either achieve great power or end up dead
Knife in the knuckle
Constantly living in a dangerous situation
It's too easy to have a gun game
It's too common and tempting to engage in gun violence
We livin' with regrets, fucked up
We are burdened with regrets and messed up situations
Stuck in one main
Trapped in a stagnant and limited state
Do whatever for the salary
I am willing to do anything for money
Crimes, drugs, pistols and bitches
Engaging in illegal activities, drugs, weapons, and women
That's my reality
That's how my life truly is
Seen a couple grams transform to
Witnessed a small amount of drugs becoming a larger quantity
A half a ki'
A half kilogram of illegal substances
Never slowin' down for nothing
I never stop or hesitate for anyone or anything
Bitch I live rapidly
I live my life at a fast pace
You dumb
You are unintelligent
Deaf and blind to the reality of this life
Unaware and ignorant of the harsh truths of this lifestyle
Crime infested nights the reason why I'm
Nights filled with crime are the cause of my current situation
Writin' on my homies' kites
Communicating through written messages on my incarcerated friends' letters
Caught with calibers and tried to
Arrested for possessing firearms and attempted to
Overflow the row with white
Transport large quantities of drugs into the prison
The devil want the god's soul
Evil forces desire to corrupt and tempt me
But no it don't go for a price
But I am not willing to sell my soul for any cost
It ain't for sale
My integrity and principles cannot be bought
Scale tales more vivid though
Stories of drug dealing are more detailed and intense
It's dope and fentanyl in their needle
They inject themselves with powerful drugs like heroin and fentanyl
It's not Vivitrol
It's not the medication Vivitrol, which helps with opioid addiction
Only over digit's we go to
We engage in violence and conflict over money
War like a Seminole
Fight fiercely like the Native American Seminole tribe
Lately my only friends is the semi'
Recently, my only companions are my semi-automatic firearm
So you niggas know
I want you all to be aware
It made my heart froze, cold as ice
It caused my heart to become numb and cold
One of my best friends died and
One of my closest friends passed away and
He came back as a poltergeist
He returned as a ghost haunting me
Still movin' shit
I continue to be involved in illegal activities
I see his image in the weed smoke
I hallucinate and see his face in the smoke from marijuana
He relayed a message and told
He communicated a message to me and said
Me I'm too legit
That I am genuine and authentic
For slow niggas, this is tutoring
This is a lesson for those who are slow to understand
Learn something
Gain some knowledge and insight
If you ain't hustlin' everyday you
If you're not working hard and hustling every day, you
Ain't gon' earn nothing
Won't achieve any success or financial gain
Life a bitch that I bust a nut in
Life is difficult, but I still embrace it
Brought my ideas to life
I turned my thoughts and plans into reality
Now she really lit all of a sudden
Now life has become exciting and prosperous for me unexpectedly
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