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letra de real talk - nate

[intro]
yeah
ya know this some sh-t that you cry to man
aw d-mn

[verse 1]
yeah, all my life i’ve tried to fight
back the tears throughout the years
after all they were telling me i won’t make it
my greatest fear of all time is being unsuccessful
guess it hit me there tho
heart started breaking almost cracking down the middle
put that f-cking violin away play me something on the fiddle
sh-t don’t affect me like it used to
it just took some getting used to
however images of my mom under abuse is the kinda sh-t that rocked my wall but
the past haunts me i still can’t change it
the f-cking pen keeps writing some different pages
sp-wning enemies before me who just carry this hatred
sh-ts pretty deep but no deeper than the hole i just dug
people still doubting me even though i’m stuck
they’re being naive believing the achievable is out of reach bullsh-tting to people preaching lies, and we see it all go down that watering of our eyes, lies are the biggest thing that i despise, cause when all my people weeping i reply to all your cries
i told you i’ll make something out myself not just try
after all i gotta give the credit to the most high
to god be the glory for many years to come
aside from thanking god i’ll make a toast to my mom
she the only real girl who stuck with me by my side
always giving me a shoulder for me to cry
this sh-ts getting personal this sh-t is getting deep
this will k!ll somebody that the reaper has to reap
however i’d like to call out my father for not having faith
telling me i should make beats instead of singing on a beat
after all i’m reflected in your image
when people see me they make a comparison to you
we grew up different places but somehow still managed to keep our faces
d-mn crazy how sh-t happens
i always knew i had it in me but i never knew i’d do it
crazy how you still consider this as stupid
you said i could do anything so watch me do this

[hook]
this some real talk tho
some different sh-t to my flow

[verse 2]
church going family
trying to persuade
the prodigal son to sing about grace
i know god exists grandma no need for you to tell me
but i also believe that if i cuss in my songs he got me
i can’t ever be molded
i can never be changed
this career is a grind and i never lose my page
writing chapters with each line i write, with each song i finish
my only goal is winning
but how can i do that when the people i love most don’t support
the music that i’m making or the persona i’ve created
too much blurred lines i can’t take a picture to save it
god holds my future he still don’t know where to place it
all i ask for in my prayers is for him to make me famous
i never take the ideas they were there for the taking
i created such a flow and i’m the only one to claim it

[hook]
this some real talk tho
some different sh-t to my flow

[verse 3]
got my best friends going places so my circle stays small
j went to tennessee
and wiggy took off, san antonio living god bless that kid
he’s the next metro boomin watch him make me a hit
however i’m lonely in el paso not relating to anyone
been like that all my life but took till now for me to show you all
my life was never perfect, i had to work and it was worth it
spoiled as a kid always got sh-t that i wanted
then i turned 10 and my att-tude was rotten
dad told me son the boots you got on are made for walking
so then i started trying, so then i started grinding
learning the importance of discipline
but i despised it
then my gift set in
started showing up for me in season
music was my dream
only real thing for me
too bad no one took me serious
i’m pretty sure i would’ve been the realest
at least signed to a company making money off my lyrics
but instead i’m here
depressed over one girl
confidential information but she was my world
she keeps me up at night and i don’t even have her number
just thinking about her makes me shiver and pull the covers
over exaggerating situations and making them seem crazy
is the reason i gave people to hate me
they can keep hating i’m just gonna do me
i’m already considered cool like ac
window shoppers looking through the gl-ss at macy’s
but don’t phase me
although i say a lot i only have one goal, get my city on the map and take the high road man

- nate

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