Reel Fears

A nigga really working, I'm not...
 Because it may come a time where I'm depressed too
 But I need my niggas to know that, nigga like, we still finna do the leg work
 We not finna just keep stagnant like I'm stagnant
 It's cool to be stagnant it's cool to feel out of touch it's cool to be dolo
 Like, imma respect ya space
 But then when I hear ScHoolBoy Q interview with Charlamagne
 And he's like "Bruh the shit don't make no sense to me, I can't call my nigga no more"
 Yeah said I got real fears
 Never fade away let em know that we still here
 Ode to all the day ones I pray to God that we stay A1
 I hope that we stay A1
 Just got a text from my dawg living out in Cali
 At this age I would've thought we sitting on a grammy
 But he dealing wit some issues dealing with the family
 I'm sitting back while I'm watching the depression grab him
 I pray he live to see what I been working on
 Plus I'm writing for the album I been going on
 Stating my issues really bout my dilemma quitting
 He interrupted and told me "aye Reela listen"
 "Do you see all these goofies shining?"
 "Yea"
 "And here you are talking bout quitting rhyming
 Like you gon win lil bruh you gotta keep grinding
 Cause it's always hidden gold in the silver lining
 And make sure you don't caught up in the money neither
 Or lose your focus when you messing with these lil divas
 Don't lose it all from all the tricks on ya mind right now
 Know life is heavy I ain't see you tryna drown right now" Real...
 I got real fears, despite all that we know, they know we still here
 Watching my homie break down, holding real tears
 And they don't make em like me and that's sincere, yeah
 You tried the weed, you tried the pills, even tried the shrooms
 That didn't work and now it's empty bottles in your room
 You keep it in, to tell the truth, that's for coward suckers
 I know my purpose and that is just to empower others
 I hit my homie knowing well he ain't gon voice his thoughts
 Body in tack, but I be watching his mind rot
 I'll share the pain with you, I'll share the backlash
 I wonder how his real friends felt when Mac passed
 Getting that call would have me rolling in tears
 Ain't no telling how it go for my peers, I'm just exposing my fears
 Yeah dawg, it ain't just bueno round me
 I'll go to hell and back for you, and now a halo around me
 And this for all my homies who be going through depression
 I pray you either speak to me or keep it as a lesson
 Just know I left it out, if you feeling alone
 Before you end it, put it down dawg and hit up my phone, "Reel..."
 I got real fears, despite all that we know, they know we still here
 Watching my homie break down, holding real tears
 And they don't make em like me and that's sincere, yeah
 To be better mentally that's motivation still
 I play with words but got bad communications skills
 So you see me and you feel that I ain't reaching out
 I know you tryna help, I isolate to keep it out
 That's why before I lose my homies I'm just speaking out
 Tell me to trust God, don't never ever leave ya route
 That's why before I lose my homies I'm just speaking out
 Tell me to trust God, don't never ever leave ya route, why?
 Cause I got real fears, despite all that we know they know we still here
 You could be going through it bad, they will still cheer
 The fake could pass away now cause real here, yeah