Reality Check (ft. WEALTHMASTA)
• Written by RapBoat • Featuring WEALTHMASTA, CEASER, GoldenShower, Jason_The_Best, and WorkerMan
//RapBoat
I think these losers need a reality check
Compared to me you’re really just a speck
You wanna run it then I’m like aight bet
When you get whooped you better not fret
//WEALTHMASTA
Man fuck these hoes, go ahead and cry more
All these gimmicks that I ain’t got no time for
//RapBoat
Yeah I think these losers need a reality check
Compared to me you’re really just a speck
You wanna run it then I’m like aight bet
When you get whooped you better not fret
//RapBoat
Oh, here we fucking go again
All this fucking bullshit, when will it end
You fucking idiots who couldn’t spot brilliance
If it fucked you in the ass and stripped away your resilience
It’s fucking laughable how you lot think you can just waltz in
With your pathetic little criticisms, and start bossin
As if your opinions matter
As if your worthless, brain-dead chatter
Means jack shit to me
But, of course, you keep pushing, yes indeed
You keep piling on your useless, asinine garbage
Like I’m some fucking dumping garage
For all your pent-up frustrations and pathetic insecurities
It’s fucking astounding how you people have the audacity
To think you’re even remotely capable
Of holding a candle to me, like your stupidity ain’t escapable
But no, instead of bowing down in awe
You assholes would rather moan which makes me yawn
An insignificant little shit describes you
Do you even hear yourself, you fucking fool
Do you even fucking comprehend the trite shit
That spews out of your mouths like a sewer pipe, bitch?
//RapBoat
I think these losers need a reality check
Compared to me you’re really just a speck
You wanna run it then I’m like aight bet
When you get whooped you better not fret
//WEALTHMASTA
Man fuck these hoes, go ahead and cry more
All these gimmicks that I ain’t got no time for
//RapBoat
Yeah I think these losers need a reality check
Compared to me you’re really just a speck
You wanna run it then I’m like aight bet
When you get whooped you better not fret
//WEALTHMASTA
They be testin my stuff, I couldn’t give less of a fuck
But one wrong move and those morons will be left in the dust
Because I know damn well when I’ve been messed with enough
I’m sick of this shit so you know they getting it rough
One quick observation shows that we’re not alike
You try to rap that hard shit I just rap what’s on my mind
Everything I spit is a hundred percent authentic
You’re a poser, when I said I was above all you pests, I meant it
Cause my acrobatics always leave the enemy dismayed
Make it rain at the strip club while they watch pennies flip away
I make more than their life savings on any given day
These losers livin like bums while I got plenty bills to make
Cause I got the guap in tow, stackin chips like a nacho bowl
Guacamole and salsa, Osama won’t match this hotness bro
Unstoppable with all these flows, on the roll like a taco yo
I’m coppin’ dough in my pockets so I’m at the top y’know
These bitches attemptin to hurt me by asking questions that stir me
Tryna stress and subvert me, but I address that shit surely
Then I wreck em all thouroughly, when I grab my weapons they scurry
Beggin for mercy, screamin “Wealth please don’t hurt me!”
Yeah, I violate this shit the way I annihilate this shit
I’m never gonna back down, I like those major wins
I decimate and devastate cause I’m never sympathetic
With the pathetic bitch I cut and let the message stick the medic
I do this shit on the regular shreddin you stupid Redditors
Always raisin the temperature, say you better I’m betterer
Never letting a lesser competitor step in my sector
But I’m always ready to wreck these motherfuckin hecklers
//RapBoat
I think these losers need a reality check
Compared to me you’re really just a speck
You wanna run it then I’m like aight bet
When you get whooped you better not fret
//WEALTHMASTA
Man fuck these hoes, go ahead and cry more
All these gimmicks that I ain’t got no time for
//RapBoat
Yeah I think these losers need a reality check
Compared to me you’re really just a speck
You wanna run it then I’m like aight bet
When you get whooped you better not fret
//RapBoat
Fuck your critiques, fuck your opinions, fuck all of you
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