Separated From Reality Songtext

We in the Mase', Top Kid party
I'm in the SRT, she wanna top me
Let's take it fast like Bugatti, yeah
He in the scope, I got him, he done
Okay, we in Maserati, yeah
Facin' somе years, I ain't postin' a gun
I can't even tеll these niggas, I know what they on
They say it's money on my head
Try to take me from ELA, you dumb
I'm gettin' face, I be pourin' straight in the Minute Maid
We know his pills fake, that's why that boy gettin' kidney pain
And I be gettin' cake and I'm gettin' paid it ain't nun, man

I had to chill out with livin' illegal
High life, Top Kid hang out the regal
I'm back in the city who lookin' for me?
Boy, I ride with a heatseeker
I send my shooter right out to your end
Drank got me slow motion My shooter came from the low end
If all my dead guys was here, I wouldn't even go through the whole shit
I had to chill out with livin' illegal
High life, Top Kid hang out the regal
I'm back in the city who lookin' for me?
Boy, I ride with a heatseeker
I send my shooter right out to your end
Drank got me slow motion
My shooter came from the low end
If all my dead guys was here