Luyện nghe bài hát Reality Part 4

Times changed was dealing with so pain
But at the same time it's that I overcame
from hungry last year now dressing in cashmeres
It's just a bag I brag cause I struggled 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 thoughts of jumping off the
But um, I kept on Doublemint bubblegum
in my stomach more like pieces of crumbs
Around the crowd they telling me "hit the blunt"
My father want me like we don't want Donanld Trump

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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