Reality Check by Connor Byers Lyrics
[Verse 1: Connor Byers]
First single coming-out real soon
First thing I do is shoot it to the moon
I'ma keep this chill like your watching cartoons
But when you hear this your brain go boom
Wacha' saying wacha' saying
I can’t here any of your hating
I ain't looking at your ratings
So what you really stating?
I'ma pick this up cause I hate to go slow
I'ma do my best whether your friend or foe
If you think your better well the answer no
Good luck (tryna) catch me while your watching me grow
5 million people asking me who i admire
It'l be 5 billion when I’ma little bit higher
If your coming near me watch out for my lyrical fire
They say my lyrics are fresh
They say they I gotta be the best
They say this talent must've come in my flesh
I can’t even stop for a sec and refresh
Ive been doing this since i turned eight
In five years i turned this great
Everyone say its just gotta be a trait
So right now i'ma get you straight
I be working every night and day on what do
And little by little i slowly grew
They say practice makes perfect and ill repeat it to you
This didn’t come natural I had to get through
All the struggles that came up day to day
Everything that tried to delay
Me from coming the guy who I am today
And winning the game like in the NBA
[Verse 2: Connor Byers]
People say I rap so fast like a cheetah
Never gonna leave so you can call me peter
You think my lyrics sound like a repeater
But you here my lyrics for millions of meters
Can’t waste a day cause I’m always getting older
This music has made me so much bolder
Stand up to face the crowd as the days get colder
Everybody be at my shows
Everyone asking for mo’
I’m busy so I always gotta go
Will I ever stop? No
I still got the sickest kicks in the land
Looking for the prints where I walked or I ran
If I need a vaca, find me in the sand
At a hotel that cost a couple grand
First single coming-out real soon
First thing I do is shoot it to the moon
I'ma keep this chill like your watching cartoons
But when you hear this your brain go boom
Wacha' saying wacha' saying
I can’t here any of your hating
I ain't looking at your ratings
So what you really stating?
I'ma pick this up cause I hate to go slow
I'ma do my best whether your friend or foe
If you think your better well the answer no
Good luck (tryna) catch me while your watching me grow
5 million people asking me who i admire
It'l be 5 billion when I’ma little bit higher
If your coming near me watch out for my lyrical fire
They say my lyrics are fresh
They say they I gotta be the best
They say this talent must've come in my flesh
I can’t even stop for a sec and refresh
Ive been doing this since i turned eight
In five years i turned this great
Everyone say its just gotta be a trait
So right now i'ma get you straight
I be working every night and day on what do
And little by little i slowly grew
They say practice makes perfect and ill repeat it to you
This didn’t come natural I had to get through
All the struggles that came up day to day
Everything that tried to delay
Me from coming the guy who I am today
And winning the game like in the NBA
[Verse 2: Connor Byers]
People say I rap so fast like a cheetah
Never gonna leave so you can call me peter
You think my lyrics sound like a repeater
But you here my lyrics for millions of meters
Can’t waste a day cause I’m always getting older
This music has made me so much bolder
Stand up to face the crowd as the days get colder
Everybody be at my shows
Everyone asking for mo’
I’m busy so I always gotta go
Will I ever stop? No
I still got the sickest kicks in the land
Looking for the prints where I walked or I ran
If I need a vaca, find me in the sand
At a hotel that cost a couple grand