Luyện nghe bài hát Reality Pt.4

Times changed was with so much pain
But at the time it's a lot that I overcame
Went from last year now dressing in cashmere
just a bag I won't brag
Cause I struggled the years
I had a fridge would eat me a stale bagel
Thanksgiving Day with only me at the
No friends or family surrounding me
I had thoughts of jumping off the balcony
But um, I kept chewing on bubblegum
Leftovers in my stomach like pieces of crumbs
Around the wrong crowd telling me "hit the blunt"
My father don't want me like we want Donanld Trump
I was tryna keep it cool for my
Them long lines standing in that pantry
a joke, losing my hope
Got bags under my looking like a wrinkled tote
It was no sleep at all pissed in the bushes ,no
Found a then we was gone then more leaves than fall
On my mama this was trauma
Ain't have a number so how could we see a comma?
I was sleep it was rats running over my mom feet
Just so she could to get us something to eat
Lets get deep, I'm as I speak
life paid you dust just get a broom and sweep
At 11 who you telling everything was me downs
and stomped by 20 people while others stand around
Nobody helped, everyday I felt
School so grimy the principal even got principles
Once I turned 12 it was all
Roaming the streets for D when I couldn't even spell
Fighting demons with a poker face like swell
Let's fast forward let me show you how my life has
them nights with no lights or gas?
Washing up at the sink tryna clean my ass 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 fooled thinking its love
The way he with me
But all we ever did was fuck and to KFC
It's sad, I degraded myself hated
All this because I wasn't raised a belt
I know mama I hurt you staying out pass
You deserve to sit but I overworked you
Remember when my got 11 plays?
we here now these the better days
So I'll be damned if I let a take it away
They dropping in a instant like they break & escape
Never going back to them old days of seeing them low
So I entertain these like I'm giving them roleplay
The greatest things to the ones that waited gotta be patient
It's about organization all my albums got my on Fat Albert
I to the shelters money, toys, and flowers
We was in it more hours the feeling was sour
300 people in one household using the same
People got some fucking nerve to be mad that they 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 away they last
Think it!