Real Me (Remix)

[Intro] (Ayo, Ran, turn that up) [Verse 1: Hurricane Wisdom] Like what you know about that struggle, nigga? WIC cards and EBTs I'm from the gutter, wasn't no Netflix, just DVDs Me and my brother shared that bunkbed like a Bnb No he and me, but we still family, that's how it be That's how it been, prayed for my sins to keep my mind at ease Couldn't even play with other kids, they used to laugh at me Come home from school, it ain't no food 'cause granny mad at me I used to wear my sister J's, please don't feel bad for me [Chorus: Hurricane Wisdom & NLE Choppa] 'Cause the struggle made a nigga go harder I done turned that shit to a habit, that's why I gotta have it Please stop callin' me average If anything, a nigga been damaged, I might move to Miami Please don't get it confused Really, I'm just tryna get through, I'm talkin' to you And I'm hopin' you hear me Honestly, I'm hopin' you feel me 'Cause you hearin' the real me (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: NLE Choppa] Days I wasn't rappin', I was tryna make it happen Titties on the dirty ratchet, that's bad-bitch attachment Had fights with my daddy, lot of conflict with my mother Me and sis ain't get along, but forever had my brother We was rockin' wrong or right and I ain't never choose right So I was wrong Kicked out my house, so on the streets where I roamed I was tryna find love, it wasn't none in the streets But that fake love was there, had a grip on me (Had a grip on me) Had to pray for sunshine, I was tired of the rain (Tired of the rain) When I thought that it was over, God gave me more pain That's what made me who I am, that's what make us who we is 'Member pointin' at the biggest house and sayin', "This my crib," now it is Red carpet at my front door Represent my dead homies who ain't make it home From the blood left inside the concrete Rest in peace while I'm clutchin' on a piece 'Cause they gotta feel at least a piece of me [Verse 3: Hurricane Wisdom & NLE Choppa] Odds against me, but it made me go harder Juvenile days made me move a lil' smarter Most gangster shit I did was be a father Good dad to my daughter Said what you know about that struggle, nigga? Like WIC cards and EBTs I'm from the gutter, wasn't no Netflix, just DVDs Me and my brother shared that bunkbed like a Bnb No he and me, but we still family, that's how it be No broken bones, just broken souls, 'cause, bitch, that's how we bleed I know our house wasn't a home, but, bitch, that's all we need 'Cause I know niggas in the can still eatin' pork and beans So all I really need is bands, don't need no sympathy [Chorus: Hurricane Wisdom] 'Cause the struggle made a nigga go harder I done turned that shit to a habit, that's why I gotta have it Stop callin' me average If anything, a nigga been damaged, I might move to Miami Please don't get it confused Really, I'm just tryna get through, I'm talkin' to you And I'm hopin' you hear me Honestly, I'm hopin' you feel me 'Cause you hearin' the real me [Outro: Hurricane Wisdom & NLE Choppa] NLE, Top Shotta, got— What you know about that What you know about that struggle, nigga? WIC cards and EBTs Mm, that's OD, nigga, that's OD Hurricane bring that rain