Better Different Intro lyrics

[Hook]
Going through the motions like it ain't nobody's business
Everyday we hustling like, can I get a witness?
Living in the moment, I'm a man that's on a mission
Pardon me for dreaming, I just wanted something different
Since I been a young'n, always felt I had a vision
Caught up in a world where they make all of our decisions
All I ever needed was for somebody to listen
Pardon me for dreaming, I just wanted something different

[Verse 1]
Okay, I started at the bottom, lost my mama at 2
I was just a little shawty, but that moment I knew
I was different, I was different, I ain't wanting the same
I was sad and I was lonely, I was hoping for change
Started hooping, me and Chubby, we was holding it down
Now I see you at my shows, hope I'm making you proud
I remember on that summer night, I went out the shades
13, first time I put the pen to the page
I'm in love with the rhythm, in love with the art
Who knew that in a decade, that boy would climb the charts?
I grew up on the east, my hood is in my heart
When junior high was over, the real movie would start
My hoop dreams deflated, my team didn't understand
I fell into depression, my pen's my only friend
See I got me some issues that nobody can see
And all of these emotions are pouring out of me
Recording at my granny's, I never got no sleep
Like I'mma see the sh*t my mama never got to see
I think that's round the time they started calling me weird
Stopped following trends and started facing my fears
I knew searching was strange, my life was changing gears
I graduated a legend amongst my teachers and peers
Only problem was, granny and Annie, they just wanted me at college bruh
Started myself a band, that Jimi Hendrix and me
That's when the rebel was born, that liquor getting to me
Sipping, sipping and dranking, just dranking and sipping
Like what do I gotta do to get motherf*ckers to listen?
As if that wasn't enough, I just got the news
I was 'bout to be a daddy, I ain't know what to do
Get the real job, Collins, this the real world n*gga
Settle down, get married, I wanted to pull the trigger
But something told me, I got this, man they knock this
Music, working and daddy, f*ck it, I ain't got no options
Dropping tape after tape, playing show after show
In that broken RV with my bros, on the road
I had to get out, figure my own sh*t out
Broke it off with my girl, quit my job then I went out
On my own, starting roaming, sleeping on couches
Thinking woah man, I'm homeless, this sh*t is crazy, look
Blaine had the studio, got me for the low low
Ryan had the beats so all I needed was the promo
Sent that sh*t to Iraq, now he f*cking with me
He said homie you a star, drop it all, you coming with me, God damn