Luyện nghe bài hát Reality Part 4

Times changed was dealing so much pain
But at the same time alot that I overcame
Went from hungry year now dressing in cashmeres
just a bag I won't brag cause I struggled the past years
I had a fridge would eat me a stale bagel
Thanksgiving Day with me at the table
No friends or family demons me

Sometimes I had of jumping off the balcony
But um, I kept on Doublemint bubblegum
Leftovers in my stomach like pieces of crumbs
the wrong crowd they telling me "hit the blunt"
My father don't me like 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 wrinkled
It was no sleep at all pissed in the bushes ,no
Found a home then we was gone then more leaves than
On my mama this was trauma

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

Jumped and by 20 people while others stand around
Nobody helped, everyday I felt
School so grimy the principal even got principles
I turned 12 it was all hell
Roaming the streets looking for D when I couldn't even

Fighting demons with a poker face like swell
fast forward let me show you how my life has failed
Remember nights with 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 that's 35 good in the
ate my soul alive fooled myself thinking its love
The way he with me
But all we ever did was and went to KFC
It's sad, I degraded myself hated
All this because I wasn't with a belt

I know mama I hurt you staying out pass
You deserve to sit but I overworked you
when my music got 11 plays?
Mama we here now these the days
So be damned if I let a nigga take it away

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

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