Be Realistic

You don't have to believe me, dude Refuted it, when I executed it you seemed confused The proof is in the cream I brew in the VIP Mira, but you can't see my dudes, you looked Shit, but you can't see my view Ain't the one in the sky, it's me, the sun peeking through Sittin' between CC's, eyes is deeper blue With a green hue of what the green do Reefer make 'em see-through all the bullshit, free from bull Follow through with it, lucrative with the schemes I drew You looking sick, need y'all soup, need y'all fix Need y'all to dip out like, biatch, move Even when they leave don't wanna see y'all soon They leeches, they eat when you bleed, they grew They feed off your peace of mind, what you keepin' too Want every little piece of you But he can't do what we can do, he bit off a piece he can't chew These ideas was conceived as a seed I knew In my mom's belly I grew, then I brew Different breed, even with the missing teeth I'm smooth All the butter pecans wanna be my boo So tell me, mami, you wanna see my moves? Huh, just throw on a little Celia Cruz Go on, tell her my celly and scoop Too many to choose from Since peanut butter jelly's a youth Had too many flows, I had melodies too Just ain't blew yet 'cause I ain't sellin' my soul And this the solo, but the duet ready to go, no No, y'all ain't already know, no (not at all) Uh-uh, can't read about it When we the ones making the news Been in the stand for a minute A few more than a decade, improved All the scenes I broke through, all the grooves Somehow created some wrong and to make due But it take more, it take two, it take three, it take four It take crew to do what we came here to do Be realistic, we gettin' older See the statistics, must be fuckin' over No, wasn't able to stop, pot bubbling Stayed with the squad, dropped off the label Got new publishing Couldn't keep me in, I'm like CP3 and them Don't know what you see in him Always there when you needed him From the deepest depth crept, the ones that kept it real Didn't dead him when he left XL, deaded his steel Even if they question the different directions that I peel But steal the affection that I feel Saw my reflection in 'em like a mirror They accepted, stay sealed like a letter Never severed ties, forever ride together Cement to the mecha All my efforts are tried when denied Like they comply, I didn't let 'em A metal grip like Cuban link necklace A full flex it is The letterman I wear, it gotta be leather It better 'cause I don't like to do shit regular, I never will I will never settle for the middle tier There's a higher level, I'm levelin' up 'til I'm there I'm aware my vision's impaired So I got Cartier's and now I see clear Yeah, yeah, you got a foggy pair Yeah, y'all A.I, artificial intelligence Silicone valley straight sellin' shit Fake same as the silicone in their tits Everything I ever sold as real as it gets I'm A.I, Allen Iverson Crossed up off the natural wine in the valentine Light up a spliff while I say, "Hi" to the kids We got Al and Mike in this bitch Bitch, just the light that I lit