Luyện nghe bài hát Reality Part 4

Times changed was with so much pain
But at the same time alot that I overcame
Went from hungry year now dressing in cashmeres
It's just a bag I won't brag 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 demons me

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

I was tryna keep it for my mammy
Them long standing in that food pantry
Wasn't a joke, losing my
Got bags under my eyes looking like a tote
It was no sleep at all in the bushes ,no stalls
Found a home then we was gone then more leaves than
On my mama shit was trauma

Ain't have a solid so how could we see a comma?
While I was sleep it was rats running over my mom
Just so she could work to get us 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
helped, everyday I felt invisible
School so grimy the don't even got principles
Once I 12 it was all hell
Roaming the streets looking for D when I couldn't spell

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

15, on a man that's 35 good 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 because I wasn't raised with a belt

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

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

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