Realist

[Chorus]
I'm the realist
Since Jesus Nazareth
I say it with my chest now
'Cause I believe it
I'm the realist
Since Jesus Nazareth
Imma say it with my chest now
'Cause I believe it

[Verse 1]
I didn't grow up with my dad, I had my mommy
Felt that nigga wasn't doing nothing for me
We were starving, didn't have no food, no money
Single mother had to keep that shit together, yeah, yeah
What you know bout having cereal with water?
Luxury of milk we just get in to fuck to have
Use the knife to scrape the bottom of the butter
When she's gone nigga, we were livin' [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
Four people in the same bed
We were sleeping toe to head
Someone catch a cold
From the motherfucker's friend
You ain't been through shit
Till you wake up and wet the bed
Like shit, I'm gonna get the belt

[Chorus]
I'm the realist
Since Jesus Nazareth
I say it with my chest now
'Cause I believe it
I'm the realist
Since Jesus Nazareth
Imma say it with my chest now
'Cause I believe it

[Verse 2]
When niggas came, that really ain't the same anymore
Down duggin' on the phone till their hands get sore
I'm tryna make sure mummy don't work no more
And the fam don't hurt no more
That has to realist shit you ever..
Summer holidays, I'm at my cousins
Pat me in the night, inside It buzzing
Brother told me had to ride a bike like it was nothing
Then they moved out
Yeah, they moved house
My friends changed
I'm still in the run where they rob you for your watch and shoes
Be careful when you watch and move
I'm still in the worst you know he up in that goddamn room
Ain't likely, Imma move time soon

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, four people in the same bed
We were sleeping toe to head
Someone catch a cold
From the motherfucker's friend
You ain't been through shit
Till you wake up and wet the bed
Like shit, I'm gonna get the belt

[Chorus]
I'm the realist
Since Jesus Nazareth
I say it with my chest now
'Cause I believe it
I'm the realist
Since Jesus Nazareth
Imma say it with my chest now
'Cause I believe it

[Outro]
When niggas came, that building ain't the same anymore
I'm duggin' on the phone till their hands get sore
I'm tryna make sure mummy don't work no more
And the fam don't hurt no more
That has to realist shit
You'll ever know