Perception ofReal

I been trying to cope with the pain

But lately I'm numb to shit

Say you want to be great better cop you a burner

Cuz hating gone come with the shit

Cuz a bitch can go make up a lie

And you haters gone run with the shit

They ain't never gone give me my flowers

Feel like they want me under them shits

Well then fuck em

You **** ain't mobsters and killers

It's a difference between robbing and stealing

Got em posting they all in they feelings

All that cease when the God in the building

Gassed up I just park it and fill it

Gutta minded but my heart is the realest

Out this bitch about to self destruct

Causing more damage before I start with the healing

All my **** steady dying around me

Live with danger bullets flying around me

Free my **** until my **** free

I just prey to god that they don't die in the county

Try to handle what my **** needs

Half a million bond **** please

They tryna burry my ****

I'm facing a quarter like dis shit was nicotine

Let a **** grieve

Had to slow it down move a different speed

Don't compare the God, I'm a different breed

Shit, every rappers claim they getting money

While they dropping jewels I been planting seeds

Still a hustling yellow fellow from the nine

Break your neck when I bust a rhyme

Every verse feeling like it's summer time

I done bounced back like a hundred times

And I'm still

I'm here

Still speaking the truth, when I hop in the booth

All these rappers salute, cuz my shit give chills

I ain't kissing no ass I ain't paying for views

At least they gon know that these numbers is real

Still grinding and hustling, my **** been thugging

You passing your judgement it's fuck how you feel

So fuck understanding you ****

I'm handing you **** a different perception of real

I'm sensitive about my feelings I might just hurt you

I'm from the era they taught you to write in cursive

Heaven was hell and vice versa

Recite these sermons as I write these verses

I done made all types of Hurst

Burn them then I cremate a rap ****

I need a rebate from rap ****

We done whipped this cheesecake from scratch ****

Don't give me dap if your rapping ain't got no facts in it

Hope these rappers make like avengers

And take the cap with you

That's a lil jokey joke, mama nearly overdosed

Niece almost died as baby that's I hold her close

These holy quotes

Straight to your spirit might catch the Holy Ghost

**** tax me like imma pee wee

I'm bout to show them folks

And I'm still

I'm here

Still speaking the truth, when I hop in the booth

All these rappers salute, cuz my shit give chills

I ain't kissing no ass I ain't paying for views

At least they gon know that these numbers is real

Still grinding and hustling, my **** been thugging

You passing your judgement it's fuck how you feel

So fuck understanding you ****

I'm handing you **** a different perception of real