Reality by TrippyThaKid Lyrics

[Sample [?]]
And the real world is not an idea
It is not [?]
Reality is ...

[trippythakid]
Going to work when, I'm in work
When I be smokin'
[?] my head up
In my ends
Out in the open
I always got some music pumpin'
I rhyme my own when I get tired of the old shit

I don't owe nobody nothing
Unless I really owe you something
Better be runnin' a hundred
They call my mind
I'm stressing out
I'm thinking bout trippin' and going to work
Baby [?] will finally work
I need a breakthrough
Because I hate you, eh

I hate the [?]
Barely make it, eh
Another day with a [?]
Don't feel okay
It's like a [?]
But nothing will be the same
I need another [?], eh

I've been trying, trying while [?] smilin'
[?] admirin'
[?] observin' is how we prosper
[?] with anarchy
Windows are always fucked up
Panicking, my family all alone on the earth
While my soul is on the moon
And my mission is, break the curse

Eh, eh

Giving the trippy a [?]
[?] me up from the dirt
Eh, eh
Smokin' might give me a [?]
Certainly doing the work, eh
Going to work when, I'm in work
When I be smokin'
[?] my head up
In my ends
Out in the open
I always got some music pumpin'
I rhyme my own when I get tired of the old shit