Reality Part 4 Lyrics - Cupcakke

Times changed was dealing with so much pain 

But at the same time it's alot that I overcame 

Went from hungry last year now dressing in cashmeres 

It's just a bag I won't brag cause I struggled the past years 

I had a empty fridge would eat me a stale bagel 

Thanksgiving Day with only me at the table 

No friends or family demons surrounding me 

Sometimes I had thoughts of jumping off the balcony 

But um, I kept chewing on Doublemint bubblegum 

Leftovers in my stomach more like pieces of crumbs 

Around the wrong crowd they telling me "hit the blunt" 

My father don't want me like we don't want Donanld Trump 

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I was tryna keep it cool for my mammy 

Them long lines standing in that food pantry 

Wasn't a joke, losing my hope 

Got bags under my eyes looking like a wrinkled tote 

It was no sleep at all pissed in the bushes ,no stalls 

Found a home then we was gone then more leaves than fall 

On my mama this shit was trauma 

Ain't have a solid number so how could we see a comma? 

While I was sleep it was rats running over my mom feet 

Just so she could work to get us something to eat 

Lets get deep, I'm hurting as I speak 

When life paid you dust just get a broom and sweep 

At 11 who you telling everything was hand me downs 

Jumped and stomped by 20 people while others stand around 

Nobody helped, everyday I felt invisible 

School so grimy the principal don't even got principles 

Once I turned 12 it was all hell 

Roaming the streets looking for D when I couldn't even spell 

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Fighting demons with a poker face like everything swell 

Let's fast forward let me show you how my life has failed 

Remember them nights with no lights or gas? 

Washing up at the sink tryna clean my ass with cold water 

My entire body was freezing best believe it 

Jesus put me here for a reason 

15, fucking on a man that's 35 good in the beginning 

Then ate my soul alive fooled myself thinking its love 

The way he layed with me 

But all we ever did was fuck and went to KFC 

It's sad, I degraded myself hated myself 

All this because I wasn't raised with a belt 

I know mama I hurt you staying out pass curfew 

You deserve to sit back but I overworked you 

Remember when my music got 11 plays? 

Mama we here now these the better days 

So I'll be damned if I let a nigga take it away 

They body dropping in a instant like they break & escape 

Never going back to them old days of seeing them low plays 

So I entertain these niggas like I'm giving them roleplay 

The greatest things comes to the ones that waited gotta be patient 

It's about organization all my albums got my wallet on Fat Albert 

I donate to the shelters money, toys, and flowers 

We was in it more than hours the feeling was sour 

300 people in one household using the same shower 

People got some fucking nerve to be mad that they rent due 

When people out here on the curb with covers and ripped shoes 

The homeless be the ones with good hearts I feel bad 

Cause they put everyone first by giving away they last 

Think about it!