REAL SHIT.

August 22' I rarely had a roof Makin' 500 a week from a shitty job Eatin' a pack of noodle or some chips Cause I couldn't afford basic needs So I started drug dealing Hash and pills, won't go into much deets But I almost got clipped There's been so much strife in my life So much on my plate It's getting harder and harder to breath everyday I like to keep most of my life in the private Cause I don't lie when I speak So the only person getting hurt At some point I admired them I caught a wave now everybody's trynna be a friend They keep saying what I should do, my next move But all I'm hearing in my head is fuckin' sirens I don't give a f*ck they can die the next day It ain't like I ever liked 'em anyways Real shit Talking to her is an investment for me Seeing the laugh on her face is the profit for me But she comes from loving home A loving father, a loving mom I'm the only thing in her life that's wrong If put all of past in her basket And she ditches me she'll be leavin' in casket Either way it'll feel good till it lasts yeah Yeah Believe it or not I'm flawed And if this track feels unfinished it's cause i kept it raw I just hope you can respect where I'm coming from Cause where I come from people don't want my life runnin' on huh Real shit Real motherfuckin shit Yeah