Real 2

[Intro]
"TT17, they don't see your vision!"

[Verse]
I'm sick of goin' so damn hard and they disrespectin' my talents
I'm sick of goin' so damn hard, just to ask myself "What happened?"
I used to be depressed in life
I still feel kinda stressed in life
Like, what event is next in life?
Or am I supposed to let 'em have it?
Like woah (woah, woah, woah)
See my cards? They face down
I used to be so way down
I used to see them gray clouds
Like, I'm from the hood where I see raindrops and rollin' dice
They don't play it nice
Like, you're stuck in your ways or you pray for your days
Where you're escapin' your ways up in a flight
I see light this year, call me Buzz
I had an opp, they shot him down when he rolled up
That's cold stuff
Gettin' my start on 6th street
On my 6th record, thats a 6-peat
You're winning if you stickin' with me
But you're dead if you wanna diss me
Y-You're dead if you wanna diss me
T-They look at me now like "Hey, man"
I'm stuck on they mind like a face tan
I ain't got no time to waste, damn
You don't wanna run? Then they can
What's 100? I'ma make bands
But what's 100 when you got a grand?
But what's a grand when you got a milly?
W-W-What are these papers that they go to the ceiling?
They told me to stop but I said I'ma go
They told me that I'd be forever alone
They told me that I'd be dead before grown
They told me that I would bow down to a throne
But I told 'em "No" , and they knew on the low
That I would do shows and one day I'd blow
I told 'em "I'll grow, actions will show"
Like Roddy, I'm in it, and now I'm below
I hope I never feel so lost again
Last year, I learned people are not your friends
But I stay grinding with my head down
Depression ain't gone, it's dead now
Like, screw all that, I'm good now
I got jumped, I wouldn't fight
That was 16, but I would now
I'm hood now
I know that it's scary, but I'ma admit it
I don't see a future, don't know how to finish
I'm happy now, but I'm up in my head
I never see red
I got some fans, but in 2016, they wanted me dead
I'll never forget how they made me feel
My life was so real
Forced in a minute to grow up so fast
But it's hard to do that when you're always in last
Hit so hard, I got hit by a truck
But my traumatized past got my confidence up
Tryna write bars
Yes, from the start
Ricky sent a beat
I'ma rip it apart
I am a star
I'm goin' far
Yes, I'm goin' far
Yes, I'm goin' far
Yes, I'm goin' far