Luyện nghe bài hát Reality Part 4

Times changed was dealing with so much
But at the same it's alot that I overcame
Went from hungry last year now dressing in
It's just a bag I won't brag cause I the past years
I had a empty fridge would eat me a bagel
Thanksgiving Day with me at the table
No friends or family surrounding me

Sometimes I had of jumping off the balcony
But um, I kept chewing on bubblegum
Leftovers in my stomach more like of crumbs
Around the wrong they telling me "hit the blunt"
My father want me like we don't want Donanld Trump

I was tryna keep it for my mammy
Them long lines standing in that food
Wasn't a joke, my hope
Got bags under my eyes looking a wrinkled tote
It was no sleep at all pissed in the bushes ,no
Found a home then we was gone then more leaves fall
On my this shit was trauma

Ain't have a solid number so how we see a comma?
While I was it was rats running over my mom feet
Just so she work to get us something to eat
Lets get deep, I'm hurting as I
When paid you dust just get a broom and sweep
At 11 who you telling everything was me downs

Jumped and stomped by 20 people while others stand
Nobody helped, I felt invisible
School so the principal don't even got principles
Once I turned 12 it was all
Roaming the streets looking for D I couldn't even spell

Fighting demons with a poker face everything swell
Let's fast forward let me show you how my has failed
Remember them nights no lights or gas?
Washing up at the sink clean my ass with cold water
My entire body was best believe it
put me here for a reason

15, fucking on a man 35 good in the beginning
Then ate my alive fooled myself thinking its love
The way he layed me
But all we did was fuck and went to KFC
sad, I degraded myself hated myself
All this because I wasn't raised a belt

I know mama I hurt you staying out curfew
You deserve to sit back but I you
Remember my music got 11 plays?
we here now these the better days
So I'll be damned if I let a take it away

They body dropping in a like they break & escape
Never going back to old days of seeing them low plays
So I entertain these niggas like I'm them roleplay
The things comes to the ones that waited gotta be patient
It's about organization all my got my wallet on Fat Albert

I donate to the money, toys, and flowers
We was in it more than hours the feeling was
300 people in one household the same shower
People got some fucking nerve to be mad they rent due
people out here on the curb with covers and ripped shoes
The homeless be the with good hearts I feel bad
Cause they put first by giving away they last
Think it!