Reality Only - Cypher Clique, Mickey Factz

And now… coming to the stage

New York… Delaware

Cypher Clique… Mickey Factz

It’s a moment

They wanna ride the wave and I know why

Alabama flow cause these niggas all roll tide

Trynna get fly like I, requires more spendin'

Don’t worry boys we got it covered no (?)

Big money like draft day, no roaches in my ash tray

She neck it while she rollin' up trees, we just call that shit giraffe head

You can’t pass me, even at a pitstop

I ain’t got a wristwatch but time goin' ticktock

And I been hot, niggas shoulda been dropped

I be with the women head spinnin' like a disc jock

And what I need a weapon for?

Condoms on my dresser drawer

I don’t ever sweat her so my presence never stress her more

Lookin' for a Sicamore, plus I’m never sick of whores

Fetish for the lettuce what the fuck you think I’m in it for

I’m disrespecful every time that I spit

But we the only ones that’s movin' so they all on my dick

I mean, such a predicament for rappers spittn' gibberish

They frontin' on the internet but niggas know we livin' it

Plus every time I spit they know it’s a wrap

The Clique is movin' locomotive plus we spittin' with Factz

(Gimmie dap)

[Bridge: James Major)

No we won’t stop

Started from the bottom now we made it to the top

I’m a bad boy so I feel like the Lox

But I got the juice so I’m feelin' like Pac

And we could get it poppin'

All night long

And we’ll be reefer coppin'

All night long

She said that she ain’t droppin'

All night long

I guess that we ain’t stoppin;

All night long

I take them lemons life yeah

Wanna get to heaven right where Christ live

Look at where I’m headed it’s decisive

Pray I don’t get beheaded like the ISIS

Every move priceless, checkmate, Bobby Fisher head case

Ridin' til the wheels fall off up in this bread chase

Feelin' like a fed case, facing life

No it ain’t a game I’m in dead space, runnin' in a death race

My legs straight, get cake on a pave path

Take it for what it is never remain mad

Spend money, save cash that the bank have

My name framed in glass for all this paid stash

It could be bumpy it could be rocky

I don’t think that I’m lucky so I ain’t cocky

Road blocks trynna stop me in my mazzi

Tires a tight end, no Jeremy Shockey

[Bridge: James Major)

No we won’t stop

Started from the bottom now we made it to the top

I’m a bad boy so I feel like the Lox

But I got the juice so I’m feelin' like Pac

And we could get it poppin'

All night long

And we’ll be reefer coppin'

All night long

She said that she ain’t droppin'

All night long

I guess that we ain’t stoppin;

All night long

Coppin' on the spot cause I’m makin' bands

While you squealin' to the merchant for a payment plan

Whole team in the boardroom, shaking hands

Sippin' Moet, while they’re serving steak and lamb

Goin' over plots, to take us to the top

In many different spots, you with it or you not

As soon as we sign on the dotted, we gon' do it big like Wallace

Different presidents inside the pockets

Nowadays we gettin' chauffeured around

Guzzling Crown, loungin' while we roll thru the town

Taking pics with the fans, do it gig for a grand

Need a list of demands before I spit for the fans

Then it’s showtime, hit em with my dope lines

The way I flow lines, bet I’ll get a cosign

Or a bad chic, finer than some old wine

Cause of my platinum thoughts, keep your gold mine

[Bridge: James Major)

No we won’t stop

Started from the bottom now we made it to the top

I’m a bad boy so I feel like the Lox

But I got the juice so I’m feelin' like Pac

And we could get it poppin'

All night long

And we’ll be reefer coppin'

All night long

She said that she ain’t droppin'

All night long

I guess that we ain’t stoppin;

All night long