The True Me

Verse 1:
I just can't trust
I just can't feel
My mother passed nigga, and that's real
I look all around me and all I see is bills
My mother left us nigga, and that's real

I heard my friend killed himself
Man what to do? We been living in Hell
We can't judge him, God just did ring his bell
Man I'm tired to convince them, that I'm good at Rap
Always surrounded by the fake
But I smile to cover the pain
They see, that I'm not the same
I don't talk as much these days

I pour my life in these verses
They said: "I couldn't write these verses"
Man, I'm just seeking for the answers
Drinking everyday, to fight away the Devils

Man, I can't imagine my life without my Dad
How would I get? The fucking bread to feed myself?

I quit being lazy
I wanna drive, that Mercedes
I pray I don't change, and fuck with ladies
Cuz you been through Hell with me, babe

My Couz always had, nice shoes
But I never had them, nice shoes
But now I'm speaking this, in the stu
I been through so much man, and that's true

Seems like being broke ain't enough
The life has always hit me man, since young
It's not just a bar or a rhyme
It's my soul and my dedication on the line

I just wanna be far to everybody
Family members just wanna be close, when you got money

Verse2:
Some say: "I lost the right direction"
But I rap, to see my own salvation
This is for my niggas who thought, I was an abomination
For people like me, my lyrics is a big motivation

Far from being the best
All I wanna do, is take out the stress
I wish I wasn't too proud, to ask for help
I guess they only miss you, when you dead

And, when I reach all of my accomplishments
I'm hearing no fucking compliments

Why does it feel like they hate me?
Probably cuz they know, they ain't me
Nigga, don't try
Shit, she lied me

Man I ain't wanna brag
All I wanna see, is everybody happy
Why does it feel? Like the Devil's in the bag
Real shit, and we carry it everywhere
I just got too much inside
Real shit, I'd change my situation for a drug
But I don't do it, cuz I got some of my people I like
Man we ain't succeeding and we blame it on God

I'm just constantly searching for the perfection
I guess, that's the thing that's killing my self-esteem
Fuck, I'm just too focused in my weaknesses
Like Rappers should write a song like one of this

I feel like I wrote the perfect song
I feel like I touched you in the perfect zone
I feel like I didn't do nothing wrong
I feel like when I sip this bottle I see no feeling involved
( I feel like when I sip this bottle I see no feeling involved)

Always ashamed about my things
I should just ask God, for the self-esteem
They say that whatever we ask Him, man He brings
As long as you stay black man, you're in need

( Always ashamed about my things
I should just ask God, for the self-esteem
They say that whatever we ask Him, man He brings
As long as you stay black man, you're in need)