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 f*ck em You niggas 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 niggas steady dying around me Live with danger bullets flying around me Free my niggas until my niggas free I just prey to god that they don't die in the county Try to handle what my nigga needs Half a million bond nigga please They tryna burry my niggas I'm facing a quarter like dis shit was nicotine Let a nigga 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 niggas been thugging You passing your judgement it's f*ck how you feel So f*ck understanding you niggas I'm handing you niggas 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 nigga I need a rebate from rap niggas We done whipped this cheesecake from scratch nigga 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 Niggas 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 niggas been thugging You passing your judgement it's f*ck how you feel So f*ck understanding you niggas I'm handing you niggas a different perception of real