Childhood

[Verse 1]
My life has been real good, no I ain’t gonna lie
And whenever I get into trouble I stay determined and I try
And whenever I make a decision they always start asking me why
And when I am I’m feeling low I always go, life is way too good to die
It is way too good to die
When I am leaving I don’t say goodbye
I am way too stubborn I swear to god I can never ever admit when I’m not right
Swear to god it’s like a vibe
Spitting that heat every time that I rhyme
Right through the hood, I mean childhood, so why don’t you all come along for thе ride

[Verse 2]
I remembеr back in school
I was the kid that acted fool
While all those kids were acting cool
And all those bullies acted cruel
I was the misfit who broke all the rules
The Hi-C keep hitting way better than Juice
They tried to get rid of me but I done grew
The way that I blew, a bomb with a fuse

[Verse 3]
They told me I would grow up to be like a better man
Peter Pan, but I never wanna grow that’s Neverland
Scheming in my basement, tryna come up with a better plan
Tryna pass my classes, asked the teacher for a better chance
Do you get my messaging?
When you writing like George Jefferson but looking like you never did
Running through the hallways tryna get a lesson in
Always girls I tried to give my first impressions with
I was on that bus though, fore I ever cussed though
Fore the chains and VVS’s ever got a bust though
Fore a girl would ever talk to me or give me hugs though
Fore the grind and paparazzi ever gave me buzz though
Back again on field trips, that was like a real trip
Bumping songs on radios I only had a feel with
Music was the answer to the issues I ain’t deal with
Now look at Brett Reef, older now, in the building

[Verse 4]
Started in the game when I was 7, huh
Always hated 7-Up, but I was always seven up
When I had a beat, I always killed it, left it severed up
Making everybody flee when I switch the levels up
Pedals up, I was going ape, tryna pry, mate
Whether it was clout chasing, always changed the climate
Back in the days, 2, 4, 6, 8
I was the one they appreciate
I could never see the way
Spinning like a CD tray
They told me I’d be nothing, huh
But look at me, I’m something, huh
I leave them haters running, huh
Oh, now it’s not so funny, huh
Fatherhood the real hood
Motherhood the real hood
Brotherhood the real hood
And childhood the real hood