Lyrics Real 2 - Tt17

"TT17, they don't see your vision!"

I'm sick of goin' so damn hard and they disrespectin' my talents
I'm sick of goin' so damn hard, just to ask myself "What happened?"
I used to be depressed in life
I still feel kinda stressed in life
Like, what event is next in life?
Or am I supposed to let 'em have it?
Like woah (woah, woah, woah)
See my cards? They face down
I used to be so way down
I used to see them gray clouds
Like, I'm from the hood where I see raindrops and rollin' dice
They don't play it nice
Like, you're stuck in your ways or you pray for your days
Where you're escapin' your ways up in a flight
I see light this year, call me Buzz
I had an opp, they shot him down when he rolled up
That's cold stuff
Gettin' my start on 6th street
On my 6th record, thats a 6-peat
You're winning if you stickin' with me
But you're dead if you wanna diss me
Y-You're dead if you wanna diss me
T-They look at me now like "Hey, man"
I'm stuck on they mind like a face tan
I ain't got no time to waste, damn
You don't wanna run? Then they can
What's 100? I'ma make bands
But what's 100 when you got a grand?
But what's a grand when you got a milly?
W-W-What are these papers that they go to the ceiling?
They told me to stop but I said I'ma go
They told me that I'd be forever alone
They told me that I'd be dead before grown
They told me that I would bow down to a throne
But I told 'em "No", and they knew on the low
That I would do shows and one day I'd blow
I told 'em "I'll grow, actions will show"
Like Roddy, I'm in it, and now I'm below
I hope I never feel so lost again
Last year, I learned people are not your friends
But I stay grinding with my head down
Depression ain't gone, it's dead now
Like, screw all that, I'm good now
I got jumped, I wouldn't fight
That was 16, but I would now
I'm hood now
I know that it's scary, but I'ma admit it
I don't see a future, don't know how to finish
I'm happy now, but I'm up in my head
I never see red
I got some fans, but in 2016, they wanted me dead
I'll never forget how they made me feel
My life was so real
Forced in a minute to grow up so fast
But it's hard to do that when you're always in last
Hit so hard, I got hit by a truck
But my traumatized past got my confidence up
Tryna write bars
Yes, from the start
Ricky sent a beat
I'ma rip it apart
I am a star
I'm goin' far
Yes, I'm goin' far
Yes, I'm goin' far
Yes, I'm goin' far